(19:29:38) Pines came to the fights with excited nerves crackling down his arms, the tingle of being able to actually use his powers getting blood pumping. Fighting was something he rarely did, not with someone who actually wanted to hurt him, but he put in time at the gym. Especially lately, but who cared about the homelife a matter mage, not when there were demons and other spooks much more powerful than he? Jack didn't come tonight expecting a win, he just came to stretch the muscles he rarely got to. Lifting cases at work wasn't the same as using his manipulation. Seeing who his opponent was gave him only the slightest pause, a laugh but he'd keep things civil. Maybe he could prove himself to this man that Ameline looked up to so much? Who knew.
(19:31:12) Severance had been looking for a more violent outlet, due to a certain promise made, and a way to invest a little more into the city that he'd so recently moved to. That search led him to that particular fight night. He dressed down, tattered jeans over dark boots, with a black wife beater beneath battered black jacket with hood that he kept pulled up and over his head, hiding wild, unbrushed dark hair and shaded too-pale eyes. Upon fingers, dark leather gloves protected touch from iron that seemed to sprout out everywhere in the city. He, naturally, had called up Vince, told him to get his ass dressed without actually saying where they were going, somehow he figured he wouldn't be too pleased, but Sev wasn't going to explore the city on his own. So after picking him up, he wandered into the place, giving a nod to any who caught his eye and settled himself near the back of the room, away from the cage, to watch. Vince, would certainly get a sidelong view, just to catch his expression.
(19:36:39) Vintaged was none too sure where the hell he was being led to. But he had been convinced in such a charming way, and quietly followed into the area, odd eyes giving the room a small once over. Dress down mode had been activated, a pair of dark, slim fit jeans on skinny legs and black and white converse on feet. Leather look jacket was over the top, zipped up and hiding any shirt beneath. Hand lifted up to run through his bed mess of hair, weak attempt to neaten it as he stuck close to Sev and followed to watch from the back of the room. The cage was eyed earily, nose curling a little. "The hell is this?" he muttered. "You know, most people would opt for the movies." A small huff, his brow set into a frown, leaning back to wall and folding arms over chest.
(19:41:18) Mahntis was absolutely elated to hear about his opponent, and in the first unhindered match? It could only be fate! The demon had be eager to finish his conversation with Ameline's new beau; they had much to discuss, after all. With chin raised and pride ashine he entered the ring, the behemoth brute staring down his nose at the other man. "Oooh, is good to see you again capon! When you ran yourself off de oda day I assumed you was sick." The demon hummed sarcastically. "We got much to discuss, you an' me." Quite suddenly his fists could catch alight, flames engulfing up to his forearms as he prepared his stance. This was probably more for intimidation than anything, but it looked pretty badass. "I got an ahnvee for a good brawl, doh."
(19:41:29) Plagued been out and about the city this night and had come by information about a fight night that was happening and such a thing piqued his interest to say the least. Kei was dressed in a form simple black shirt and black dress slacks for the night and quickly would arrive to where the fights were located out. Nogitsune would enter then and take a glance about at those attending and those in the ring already as he gently stroked a finger along his chin. After a few moments of watching he would make his way towards the seats, though upon spotting Sev and Vin he would throw a nod of gretting towards them should they spot him too, then slipped into a seat unless otherwise motioned away.
(19:49:03) Pines grinned, head tilting and fingers pushing curls out of his face, the flames and the words following doing nothing to spook him. He's seen his future wife with shadows, his best friend's a monster, so his level of fear is hard to reach. He didn't have Beau's bulk, or the craving for a fight, but he had something that had him lifting his fists, reaching through the atoms in the air, the humidity plucked like strings of a guitar until he had ice forming, fistfuls of sharp water out of the air, stealing the moisture from the room to make it his own. Jack's been practicing, and he had the reflexes of a boxer, so this hopefully won't be an easy fight, even if he has a feeling he's outmatched by leagues. He'll try. "We do, don't we? Hopefully I can prove myself worthy, or we can just talk, your choice." Stepping in, swinging, the ice became a whip, natural as the movement of his arms, going for Beau's face while his own became a frown in focus.
(19:49:19) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 8.
(19:51:47) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 4.
(19:52:31) Severance crossed his arms over his chest, back against the wall. "You'll see," he murmured to Vince, pale gaze following the fighters as they entered the ring. "I think this might be a good, healthy replacement...hobby." Briefly he glanced up to the door and caught Kei and gave him a nod in return, a faint flicker of a smile twitching at his lips. Elbow immediately found Vince's side, "There's your Director," he teased beneath his breath, the joke sure to displease him. Naturally, with a nod of his head, he invited Kei to join them, mostly to make poor Vince uncomfortable. But it was the sudden fire and ice in the ring that snapped Sev's attention back to the cage. Effects? No, he felt the draw of water out of the air. Pale gaze widened immediately and gloved hand grasped Vince's elbow, soft, excited words in Gaelic uttered in his ear while those pale, pale eyes remained locked onto the two in the cage.
(19:53:33) [#] Pines rolls 1d4 & gets 4.
(19:53:46) Tepes: (mah 6 hp pines 10)
(19:58:26) Vintaged felt concern only amplify the moment the suggestion that replacement hobby had been found. Why did he not like the sound of this? Oddly coloured eyes watched each of the combatants enter the cage, and as they prepared it became increasingly clear just what was going on here. "Oh you are kidding me.." he muttered quietly, hand lifting to rub at the back of his neck. Catching the sight of Kei's entry, he gave friendly smile and polite nod of his head over in his direction.. but Sev's comment earned him a hissed "shut up." It was the flare of magic beyond the bars that had his attention snap back though, pupils widening and a sharp inhale taken. Whispered words in his ear were met with a quiet nod , unable to pull his focus away.
(20:01:25) Mahntis hadn't actually bothered to do any sort of research on Jack's powers beforehand, and was thus thoroughly unprepared for a whip made of ice. To be honest, he wasn't even away what was so supernatural about the man; he'd just assumed Ameline liked shorter guys. What poor taste. "Maybe we manage un peu des deux, eh?" Beau was notorious for his battle banter. As ice formed and whip came a'cracking the demon raised his aflame arms, hoping to protect the moneymaker. Unfortunately the whip was just a pinch faster, and with a vicious snap it tore right into his right eye. With a loud cry he lurched back, hand raised to cover the bloodied and newly emptied socket. Gross, Jack. Like a rabid dog the demon growled, dashing forward half-blind as flames engulfed his form. He was a man on fire! As he neared Jack he would attempt to shoulder him into the bars in hopes of pinning him for a cruel assault.
(20:01:29) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 8.
(20:02:55) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 3.
(20:03:05) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d4 & gets 1.
(20:04:33) Tepes: (mah 6 pines 9)
(20:05:30) Plagued turned before he hit the seats once Sev motioned him to join the two and so he would would. "Good evening both of you." Nogitsune would lean back against the wall and would cross arms over his chest and brought gaze back to the fight itself. "Hmmm interesting." He murmured eyeing the whip and feeling the abilities. "I hope both of you are doing well tonight?" He glanced over to Sev and Vin with curiosity in gaze. "Glad to see you made it out of the swamp without trouble as well Vin." He grinned a moment. "Who do you think is going to win the fight?" He asked there opinion on the fight at hand. Kei would reach up then to touch the amulet around his neck and the two would note he did not seem suprised about the powers.
(20:10:48) Pines cringed when whip got the man's eye, the words forgotten in the gore of it. He's seen worse, but...ow. Not the time for pity, he's snapping his whip back into a blade then a shield, which sizzled as Beau slammed into as a firey wall of muscle, melting but holding his shape. Jack grunted as he felt the bars dig into shoulder blades...or maybe it was the opposite, because Jack would bounce, bracing himself to give a shove with nothing but the air around him, growling as he pulled at the oxygen feeding Beau's flames. The mage wasn't sure if he could snuff out demonic flame, but he'd try, use whatever energy he was pulling to shove Beau back further a second time, ice morphing again into the crude blade he'd been going for, lifting it to use as a leverage to hold the much taller beast of a man to the bars. "Maybe. Careful though, I can steal the breath from your lungs...don't waste it on words right now." Well, there's the darkness that plagued him, threats coming easily...unusual.
(20:11:01) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 10.
(20:11:24) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 6.
(20:12:21) [#] Pines rolls 1d4 & gets 3.
(20:13:07) Tepes: (Mah 3 hp pines 9)
(20:16:40) Severance's heart immediately started its hummingbird quick fluttering when sneaky ice whip took out the other's eye so magnificently! It had been a thing of absolute grace! Naturally, the frost fairy was routing for the ice wielder. He couldn't help the smile that found its place, genuine, on his face and a loud clapping followed the spray of gore. He couldn't manage to pull his gaze away and answered Vince blindly, "Not kidding at all." No, he sounded entirely enthralled. Hissed words weren't even teased on further. No, he was too excited to hear the sizzle of fire and delicate devastation of ice. Kei's question on who he thought would win was met with a nod in Pine's direction. Vince would probably find no surprise in that. Kei's words to Vince finding himself out of the swamp would have been met with a vicious, menacing look, or maybe just a dissolving of laughter, depending on which way he decided to look at it, but the fight had him enough to offer a brutish shout of encouragement.
(20:19:26) Vintaged gave a small smirk the minute Kei approached and made comment on him getting out of the swamp. "Yes, I did. No mist or rabid dogs to chase me, either." He readjusted slightly, giving the long haired fellow a good once over.. just to make sure there were no sneaky cameras on him or anything. That the man did not seem too shocked by the display inside the cage was telling, and he gave Sev a pointed stare. "Fire beats ice. I'm gonna say the.. living flame ball there," he muttered, gesturing to Beau. Though the strikes iceman was getting in, he might have been betting on the wrong horse, so to speak. The spray of blood and gore that was offered up was enough to have him quickly pale, hand coming up to cover his mouth, head turning away a little. Sev's amusement came as no surprise, but Vince could not keep his eyes on the scene for too long without feeling his stomach churn.
(20:22:43) Mahntis had only engulfed himself in regular old earthly flames, which are very dependent on oxygen. The fire surrounding him began to wilt away as they were deprived of their oxidizer. Again, he hadn't anticipated Jack's impressive strength, and had thus neglected to even bother with hellfire. "Foutre!" He hissed as he was turned against the bars, a hand brought up to clench at the blade holding him back. Blood now trickled from his hand, as well as the gaping hole in his face. Each drop sizzled as it hit the cool floor, not unlike the spill of boiling water. "You is tougher den you look, you know?" He spat as he brought his knee up to the side, hoping to sink it deep into Jack's side.
(20:22:54) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 2.
(20:23:24) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 10.
(20:26:39) Plagued looked on with the fight with interest and enjoyment for the entire scene and wondered if there would be other fights this night or if this was the only one. Kei would shift slightly to get more comfortable and noticed Vin looking a bit pale from the gore. "Seems your friend here does not like such things, you are okay I hope....will not be sick?" He murmured then caught way Sev reacted towards mention of the swamp causing him to hmm softly to himself then smirk slightly. Amulet was stroked again before speaking. "It's looking like the ice wielder is fairing better but hmmm." Who would he choose to win on this fight. "Im thinking I will take your word and choose the ice one myself." Not like he was loosing or gaining any money on whoever he chose anyways so.
(20:35:06) Pines realized he might've underestimated himself, now, as he'd had little opportunity before now to really stretch his power's limits. Blade barely melted when Beau grabbed it, Jack's focus on it and not the man's knees. But he'd somehow manage to side-step at just the right second to instead slam the icy crude hilt towards the man's knee, blade sliding out of his grip with or without resistance, depending on how strong the other man's hold was on it. Jack didn't want to wound him too terribly, that might not do him any good with keeping on a hormonal Ameline's good side, but he didn't want to lose, now, now that he could see he had a chance. Blade turning to whip again as he backed up out of the man's reach, he'd give it another flick, going to tug the demon down so he could swing a ice-gauntlet'd fist into the bloody face of his opponent. Hopefully this would be enough to end the fight, or piss him off enough to truly retaliate.
(20:35:35) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 2.
(20:35:55) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 5.
(20:38:40) Severance managed to tear his gaze away from the fight to recieve that pointed stare from Vince and glanced over at Kei who seemed utterly unphased by the magic. Without thinking, he took a step closer to Vince, like a wall of protection for the smaller man. He, thankfully, resisted any other protective measures and forced gloved fingers to clutch either arm to hold them to himself. Though Vince was given a dark stare when he said fire beat ice. "Hardly," he uttered haughtily. Kei's words over Vince's paling were met with a small grin. "He needed to see this," was the only explaination given, even if it didn't quite make sense. And it was Vince's turn to get a pointed stare. He had a choice to make, it seemed and Sev ended the look with a quick wink. But back to the fight it was, Sev's own adrenaline pumping, which really just was never a good thing.
(20:45:31) Mahntis had underestimated Jack as well. This was, at the very least, building his confidence in the man's ability to protect Ameline. Although is knee had been sidestepped, he was till able to bring it down in time to avoid the hilt of the blade. He had neglected to release his grip when it was pulled, which left a large and bloody slices in the palms of his hands. As the icy weapon once again reformed into a whip, the one-eyed demon prepared himself for another assault. Just as it cracked he stepped off to the side, flinging blood from his bleeding hands in an attempt to distract the other man. The demon's blood was hot--boiling hot--and any extended contact would leave a burn. With two long strides Beau was racing forward, bringing up his arm and swinging it downwards the moment he was beside Jack. He was going for an elbow to the face.
(20:45:33) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 2.
(20:45:47) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 9.
(20:45:53) Vintaged might have been backing the flame sheerly out of some sort of spite, to rile up the frost loving fae at his side. Truly, he did not really care much who won. Just hoped the display would end soon enough. It dawned on him if this was currently what housed Sev's appeal, he would have to learn how to stomach these better. Tonight was not the night for that. He did not fail to notice the shift closer but he said nothing on it, silently appreciative. "No.. I'll be fine." No throwing up. So long as he did not look too much, at least. Merely giving a quiet huff, he straightened himself up and ran fingers through his hair, anxious habit settling in. Managing to lift eyes back to the fight, he lacked the same enthusiasm as his taller counterparts, fingers clutching over his mouth.
(20:52:24) Plagued nodded towards Sev and Vin both in reconigtion of there words and would leave it at that. While the fight continued back and forth Kei would reach down into his pocket at the feel of vibration from his phone and would pull it out to read the text he just got. "Hmmm, id love to stay longer and finish the fight." He sighed unhappy that he wouldn't be able to stay but alas work called. "But I have something important that just came up." He would text back then grin glancing towards the two. "Until our next meeting." He bowed his head then would move away from the wall and slip out of the building to go about his night.
(20:54:11) Pines cringed at all the blood, but it seemed it wasn't stopping Beau at all, so he'd grind his teeth and manage to miss both being bloodied and elbowed in the face, arm lifting to block to Beau, holding his ground and bracing for the weight of it, using it to his advantage and stepping around, pushing to use the other's momentum. Jack swung the whip as he twisted, steady on his feet even with blood slicking the floor now. "You're good, but I don't want to snuff you out." Spat with accent strong, the British one he couldn't seem to fully get rid of no matter how many years he's travelled away from home. Whip was aiming to crack over back and shoulders, unless Beau turned or moved. Just go down already, was the mage's thoughts, chest heaving with all the use of powers he rarely tapped into as of late.
(20:54:21) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 8.
(20:54:57) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 5.
(20:55:11) [#] Pines rolls 1d4 & gets 2.
(20:56:20) Tepes: (pines 9 mah 1?)
(20:56:35) Mahntis: [yeah]
(21:05:07) Severance was practically buzzing! Good mood suddenly sprung from the bloodshed and violence. Without thinking he uttered a, "We should go out for beers after this." And lo and behold it actually didn't come out so very awkward sounding. But it was about then that Kei was excusing himself. "Oh, yes, don't want to miss that prime uploading time," he uttered, probably much to the confusion of the nogitsune, though a bright eyed and wicked glance would be given to Vince. "Come by soon, Kei." Oh Sev had plenty to talk to him about. He gave him a long look as he made his way out and gave Vince a small nudge in the side. "Come on, this isn't that bad! I think I could do it." And enjoy the fuck out of it. Then another cheer toward the cage.
(21:05:14) Mahntis hadn't been wanting to seriously injure Jack, but also hadn't expected to be so handily defeated. Well, almost defeated. The demon was pushing the limits of his human guise, and was on the brink of sloughing it off and putting on a show. Better not, though. His elbow had missed, however narrowly, and his back was now to his opponent. It was a vulnerable position, made all the more apparent when the ice whip came cracking down into his back, tearing away a slice of flesh as the demon roared. Infuriated he would spin in place, eyes finally ignited with a fiery hue. He then took in a deep inhale, his throat aglow as his mouth wretched open and spat forth a pillar of flames towards Jack.
(21:05:21) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 1.
(21:05:30) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 3.
(21:11:49) Vintaged could have sighed. Fights and beers? Dear God. What happened to fashion shows and cocktails? So very manly. He fought the urge to do so, though the minute Kei excused himself, he gave a small wave to his depature with a quiet "see ya." Though the moment Sev muttered about uploading times, his eyes widened, and the Unseelie would find an elbow jabbing him sharply in the side. "Shut the fuck up!" It wasn't funny! He sighed, head leaning back, hands running up and over his face to try and push aside his discomfort. "Oh yeah look at him, being beaten to a pulp. That looks a bloody marvelous good time." Arms folded haughtily, gaze lingering on the bars once more. "You're absolutely mad."
(21:14:04) Pines's been lucky, almost too lucky. But it was still on his side when the whip cracked and the roar of flames came his way, the jock's eyes going wide and he'd roll, whip shattering to the floor as he dropped it to lift his hands, catch the flames if he could and manipulate them as well. Matter was matter, even if he was fond of ice, and flames could be tamed if he tried...new master or snuffed out, Jack pushed them back, tattoo on his hand spinning wildly as he tried to pull more ice out of the air, stealing moisture where he could. Panic sweats from the audience, dampness of eyes? Wherever his magic could find it, he was borrowing to make a spear, something almost a work of art as it gleamed, glowed. Nose crinkling, he'd lift it then throw, following it's arc in the sky to run and slam his side into Beau, try and shove him into it's path. Too much? Possibly.
(21:14:27) [#] Pines rolls 1d10 & gets 8.
(21:14:46) [#] Mahntis rolls 1d10 & gets 7.
(21:15:02) [#] Pines rolls 1d4 & gets 2.