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metamorphosis2012-02-12 06:14 pm
flair) wrote in metamorphosis2012-02-12 06:14 pm
Entry tags:
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Title: colosseum
Characters: Luca Milda, Spada Belforma
Rating: G
47/365.
"It'll be fun, Luca! Sides, they'll all be weaker than you. You've got Asura's power, remember?"
Despites Spada's reassuring words (reassuring put lightly, though; Asura's power made him strong, but it also came with more problems than his math homework at home) Luca shakes and shakes his head outside of the colosseum gates. They'd been here for roughly half an hour, waiting for the contestant to finish so they could put in one of their own, and Luca was to be their champion.
'More like their entertainment,' he thinks glumly. As if he was going to be anyone's champion --
"C'mon, Iria'll be watchin'. You can show her some of your moves and prove you ain't some shrimp."
Iria?
"And it's not like you're gonna be out of place anyway. Plenty of people participate in these battles, so no one'll mind if you're one of the Fallen. In fact, they probably won't even know... So how about it?"
"Um... Okay..."
The roar of the applause makes him jittery before the rounds even starts; he steps out and it starts up, quiet and almost unheard under the loud whispers and mutters of people wondering if such a shrimp was going to last the five rounds. He shakes as the ref talks, but the first round's easy; just monsters. Second's the same and the third has humans - not Avatars, regular humans - and he tones down his strikes a little so he doesn't kill them by accident. Fourth round flies by and the fifth is one he has trouble with (Golems are hard, but they can't turn quick and if you're behind them nothing's impossible) but at the end of it, shakign from exhausation this time and feeling hot and sweaty under the sun, he feels elated to hear the applause after a moment of shocked silence. He looks at the audience - feels his heart beat even faster when he sees that yeah, Iria's been watching, and the rest of the group with her - and closes his eyes, lets their cheering wash away his fatigue and lets himself be led out of the fight area.
Characters: Luca Milda, Spada Belforma
Rating: G
47/365.
"It'll be fun, Luca! Sides, they'll all be weaker than you. You've got Asura's power, remember?"
Despites Spada's reassuring words (reassuring put lightly, though; Asura's power made him strong, but it also came with more problems than his math homework at home) Luca shakes and shakes his head outside of the colosseum gates. They'd been here for roughly half an hour, waiting for the contestant to finish so they could put in one of their own, and Luca was to be their champion.
'More like their entertainment,' he thinks glumly. As if he was going to be anyone's champion --
"C'mon, Iria'll be watchin'. You can show her some of your moves and prove you ain't some shrimp."
Iria?
"And it's not like you're gonna be out of place anyway. Plenty of people participate in these battles, so no one'll mind if you're one of the Fallen. In fact, they probably won't even know... So how about it?"
"Um... Okay..."
The roar of the applause makes him jittery before the rounds even starts; he steps out and it starts up, quiet and almost unheard under the loud whispers and mutters of people wondering if such a shrimp was going to last the five rounds. He shakes as the ref talks, but the first round's easy; just monsters. Second's the same and the third has humans - not Avatars, regular humans - and he tones down his strikes a little so he doesn't kill them by accident. Fourth round flies by and the fifth is one he has trouble with (Golems are hard, but they can't turn quick and if you're behind them nothing's impossible) but at the end of it, shakign from exhausation this time and feeling hot and sweaty under the sun, he feels elated to hear the applause after a moment of shocked silence. He looks at the audience - feels his heart beat even faster when he sees that yeah, Iria's been watching, and the rest of the group with her - and closes his eyes, lets their cheering wash away his fatigue and lets himself be led out of the fight area.