Karnak:
Karnak paused for a second as he watched the two go back to the starting positions.
"Fifty on Ocara."
Karnak paused for a second as he watched the two go back to the starting positions.
"Fifty on Ocara."
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Once Paladin had gotten to his feet once more, both fighters resumed their positions at opposite sides of the ring, both of them preparing for their final round in their own way, Ocara mainly stretching his arms out in front of him and rotating his neck, until like his opponent Ocara stood ready.
Slowly and cautiously, the combatants stepped into the circle, Ocara gently prodding at Paladins defenses with light jabs, hooks and the like, all designed to expose a hole in their opponents guard, at the same time both being reluctant to be the first to strike, for a time at least. Paladin was the first to strike, shooting a perfectly aimed jab towards Ocara's chin, one that would have surely rocked the Turian if he hadn't have begun a duck as the strike hit him, causing the blow to crunch off of his nose.
Ocara saw stars for a few moments, before getting his head back into the fight, leaning backwards out the way of another volley of shots aimed at him, despite his increasing awareness that blue blood was running steadily down his face from his nose, that while probably not broken, still stung like a *****. His opponent, sensing his obvious advantage, began another flurry of attacks at Ocara, mostly punches directed at both his face and his body, most of which Ocara parried and tried to counter.
This continued for many minutes and to the bystanders it must have surely looked like Paladin would win this round, however Ocara was about to surprise them all, especially Paladin. Another jab shot towards Ocara's face, but this time, Ocara smacked it aside with his right forearm, before utilizing the momentum that had built up from the block and following through with his left, jabbing Paladin just below his adam's apple, a move that Ocara knew Human's in particular didn't enjoy.
Moments later Ocara stood victorious, for while Paladin obviously hadn't been a pushover even after the shot the the throat, Ocara had managed to best him.
"Good spar man, but the last round could've gone either way to be honest" said Ocara once Paladin was back up on his feet, wiping some blood from his face with the back of his hand.
Slowly and cautiously, the combatants stepped into the circle, Ocara gently prodding at Paladins defenses with light jabs, hooks and the like, all designed to expose a hole in their opponents guard, at the same time both being reluctant to be the first to strike, for a time at least. Paladin was the first to strike, shooting a perfectly aimed jab towards Ocara's chin, one that would have surely rocked the Turian if he hadn't have begun a duck as the strike hit him, causing the blow to crunch off of his nose.
Ocara saw stars for a few moments, before getting his head back into the fight, leaning backwards out the way of another volley of shots aimed at him, despite his increasing awareness that blue blood was running steadily down his face from his nose, that while probably not broken, still stung like a *****. His opponent, sensing his obvious advantage, began another flurry of attacks at Ocara, mostly punches directed at both his face and his body, most of which Ocara parried and tried to counter.
This continued for many minutes and to the bystanders it must have surely looked like Paladin would win this round, however Ocara was about to surprise them all, especially Paladin. Another jab shot towards Ocara's face, but this time, Ocara smacked it aside with his right forearm, before utilizing the momentum that had built up from the block and following through with his left, jabbing Paladin just below his adam's apple, a move that Ocara knew Human's in particular didn't enjoy.
Moments later Ocara stood victorious, for while Paladin obviously hadn't been a pushover even after the shot the the throat, Ocara had managed to best him.
"Good spar man, but the last round could've gone either way to be honest" said Ocara once Paladin was back up on his feet, wiping some blood from his face with the back of his hand.
If there is anything I've typed wrong or that doesn't make sense I apologies, its hard to write anything when you haven't slept properly for two days and while sporting a splitting hangover.... With hands that still smell of my mates sick...
Paladin clutched his throat, nodding his head and reaching his other hand to shake Ocara's, wanting to wait a bit before trying to talk again. He was covered with the little nicks and scratches one gets from hard contact with a Turian's rock-hard carapace, in addition to the bruises and injuries one can expect from fighting normally.
"Good fight" Paladin croaked out finally. Before stepping off to the side and stretching out his over exerted muscles, still not saying much of anything.
"Good fight" Paladin croaked out finally. Before stepping off to the side and stretching out his over exerted muscles, still not saying much of anything.
Karnak:
Karnak laughed a bit as he watched Paladin go down.
"Well, I knew it," he said as stood back up. "Put him down like a Vorcha Ocara."
He walked over to a small fridge kept in the corner that was filled mostly with bottles of cold water, and a few different flavours of Tupari. He opened it and took out a couple bottles of water, proceeding to toss one of the bottles over to Ocara, and then opening the other one for himself.
Karnak laughed a bit as he watched Paladin go down.
"Well, I knew it," he said as stood back up. "Put him down like a Vorcha Ocara."
He walked over to a small fridge kept in the corner that was filled mostly with bottles of cold water, and a few different flavours of Tupari. He opened it and took out a couple bottles of water, proceeding to toss one of the bottles over to Ocara, and then opening the other one for himself.
"Karnak! I didn't know you were awake, how are you feeling?" replied Ocara, his smile gleaming even though his face was splattered in blood. Opening the bottle of water, first Ocara poured some of its contents into his cupped hands, before splashing it over his face to wash some of the blood away and also just for the cool, energizing effect. Once his face was clean, Ocara began to drink the thankfully chilled water as he walked over to stand with Karnak.
"And I wouldn't say put down like a Vorcha, they don't have such a mean right hook" he continued, nodding to Paladin as he did so.
"And I wouldn't say put down like a Vorcha, they don't have such a mean right hook" he continued, nodding to Paladin as he did so.
Karnak:
"Better than him at least," Karnak said, giving a rare smile to Ocara as he walked over.
Ocara was one of few in the company that Karnak liked. While he had disapproved significantly of his relationship with Lexi, he had known well enough to keep his opinions on the matter to himself.
"I didn't say he fought, like a Vorcha, just that you put him down like one," he said as he gave a fake little jab at Ocara's side, continuing to ignore Paladin's presence as much as possible.
"Better than him at least," Karnak said, giving a rare smile to Ocara as he walked over.
Ocara was one of few in the company that Karnak liked. While he had disapproved significantly of his relationship with Lexi, he had known well enough to keep his opinions on the matter to himself.
"I didn't say he fought, like a Vorcha, just that you put him down like one," he said as he gave a fake little jab at Ocara's side, continuing to ignore Paladin's presence as much as possible.
"Oh that's it asshole!" Paladin's body became suffused with a familiar blue glow as he used his biotic powers. Ethan pushed one arm forward as he put pressure on the back of Karnak's knees and thrust his other arm back as he pushed Karnak's chest in the opposite direction, causing the Batarian to buckle and then collapse onto his back. Paladin ripped off his shirt, which had been torn up in his fight with Ocara, showing off the burn on his chest, and his body honed by years of combat. "I'm good for another round, bring it on four-eyes"
"Back the fuck down Paladin!" shouted Ocara, his smile vanishing as he ran inbetween the two, drawing his pistol, , but keeping it pointed upwards for the time being. The situation had the potential to turn very ugly, very quickly, especially with what he knew of Karnak's temperament and while he'd only known Paladin for a short while, he wasn't turning out to be the most 'balanced' individual in the company either.
"If you want to spar in the ring thats great, but attacking another Company member is asking to get killed" continued Ocara, his voice lowered now, but still as commanding as it got, for while both of the mercs on either side of him might be better trained, more experienced than him, or older, he was still the senior member present and it would be his ass on the line if Paladin got gutted, or vice-versa.
"Karnak, stay where you are. Paladin get out, now"
"If you want to spar in the ring thats great, but attacking another Company member is asking to get killed" continued Ocara, his voice lowered now, but still as commanding as it got, for while both of the mercs on either side of him might be better trained, more experienced than him, or older, he was still the senior member present and it would be his ass on the line if Paladin got gutted, or vice-versa.
"Karnak, stay where you are. Paladin get out, now"
Raven leaned back in his chair before voicing his own opinion on the matter at hand. "As much as I would like to agree with Lux and say that hitting them now would be the best solution, do we really now how well defended their borders are? How many men do they have in comparison to us? How good are their leaders in the field? They are too many variables to just gibe an all out attack a go. We don't need a disaster on top of a shit storm." We came close to losing people after the last merc group fucked with us.
Karnak:
Karnak hit the ground hard. He didn't expect the blow from Paladin, and had been caught off guard by it. Before he even realized what Paladin was doing, he was already sprawled out on his back, staring at the ceiling.
Karnak was stunned for a moment, but realized that Paladin was waiting for him to get back up to fight.
"It's ok Ocara," he said slowly, as he took a few deep breaths. "Calm down."
He lifted himself up a little, so he was curled over, resting on one of his knees. He made it appear as though the blow had hurt him more than he let on, attempting to lower Paladin's guard a bit more.
It worked.
As he kneeled in front of him, Karnak suddenly pulled his right arm back, and sent a punch right into Paladin's left shin. He then followed up, by pushing himself up with his legs, getting up as quickly as possible, and guiding his left hand to get an uppercut in at Paladin's jaw.
He was quick to take a couple steps back and to assume a defensive posture. He knew that Paladin wouldn't hold back on him now.
Karnak hit the ground hard. He didn't expect the blow from Paladin, and had been caught off guard by it. Before he even realized what Paladin was doing, he was already sprawled out on his back, staring at the ceiling.
Karnak was stunned for a moment, but realized that Paladin was waiting for him to get back up to fight.
"It's ok Ocara," he said slowly, as he took a few deep breaths. "Calm down."
He lifted himself up a little, so he was curled over, resting on one of his knees. He made it appear as though the blow had hurt him more than he let on, attempting to lower Paladin's guard a bit more.
It worked.
As he kneeled in front of him, Karnak suddenly pulled his right arm back, and sent a punch right into Paladin's left shin. He then followed up, by pushing himself up with his legs, getting up as quickly as possible, and guiding his left hand to get an uppercut in at Paladin's jaw.
He was quick to take a couple steps back and to assume a defensive posture. He knew that Paladin wouldn't hold back on him now.
Paladin clutched his jaw and bounced on his good shin, "son of a ***** that hurt. Alright man, if that's the way you want to play it" Paladin started to glow blue again as he decided to try something different. focusing on the pain in his jaw Ethan used that emotion to force his opponent against the wall and keep him there, putting most of the pressure on Karnak's chest, wrists and ankles.
"I think we're done here" Paladin said to the Batarian as he walked out of the training room, releasing his mass effect field as soon as he left the room, then letting out a heavy sigh as he felt the after effect of his exertion.
"I think we're done here" Paladin said to the Batarian as he walked out of the training room, releasing his mass effect field as soon as he left the room, then letting out a heavy sigh as he felt the after effect of his exertion.
Lux & Verahl:
"Number's mean shit, we took the 4-6 out, and they almost had us down two to one!" called Lux as he brought his fist down on the desk to emphasize his point. "If they're nothing but a bunch of thugs, they don't stand a chance against our might."
"But they're not," interrupted Verahl as he gave a slight glare at Lux. "If anything, they made us look untrained today. They herded the recruits into an ambush, and forced them to fight on their own terms. They're tactical, they know their territory, and they're effective."
Lux decided not to bother talking any more. Verahl's mind was set; he knew that there wouldn't be any point bothering to change it.
"You?re as stubborn as a Krogan, Ver," Lux grunted as he turned and looked out into the Club behind him.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Verahl quipped. He brought his gaze to the centre of the desk for a moment. "We won't make a move against them. We'll tighten up our own territory a bit more, shows them indirectly that we're still strong, but we won't move against them. We're not going to risk full scale combat with them, understood?"
"Understood," Lux grumbled.
"Number's mean shit, we took the 4-6 out, and they almost had us down two to one!" called Lux as he brought his fist down on the desk to emphasize his point. "If they're nothing but a bunch of thugs, they don't stand a chance against our might."
"But they're not," interrupted Verahl as he gave a slight glare at Lux. "If anything, they made us look untrained today. They herded the recruits into an ambush, and forced them to fight on their own terms. They're tactical, they know their territory, and they're effective."
Lux decided not to bother talking any more. Verahl's mind was set; he knew that there wouldn't be any point bothering to change it.
"You?re as stubborn as a Krogan, Ver," Lux grunted as he turned and looked out into the Club behind him.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Verahl quipped. He brought his gaze to the centre of the desk for a moment. "We won't make a move against them. We'll tighten up our own territory a bit more, shows them indirectly that we're still strong, but we won't move against them. We're not going to risk full scale combat with them, understood?"
"Understood," Lux grumbled.
Karnak:
Karnak's breath was cut off as he was held against the wall. He would have been screaming if he could though, the pain was immense.
When Paladin finally released him and left the room, Karnak didn't get up. He simply lay on a few of the mats, paralyzed in pain. He couldn't see straight, it felt as though each of his eyes were separately wandering, unable to find something to lock in on.
He tried to speak, but all that could come out were groans. He then bit his lower lip as the pain got sharper. Blood could now be seen seeping through his shirt, as he could feel the wounds from the shotgun opening again.
Karnak's breath was cut off as he was held against the wall. He would have been screaming if he could though, the pain was immense.
When Paladin finally released him and left the room, Karnak didn't get up. He simply lay on a few of the mats, paralyzed in pain. He couldn't see straight, it felt as though each of his eyes were separately wandering, unable to find something to lock in on.
He tried to speak, but all that could come out were groans. He then bit his lower lip as the pain got sharper. Blood could now be seen seeping through his shirt, as he could feel the wounds from the shotgun opening again.
"And I thought that guy was cool. Karnak, you ok man?" said Ocara, his tone nervously jovial at first, but it quickly drew concerned when it appeared Karnak was in pain. Quickly, Ocara knelt down next to the Batarian so he could get a closer look at him, the look confirming that Karnak was in pain from the look of agony of his face, whats more is that after a couple of moments, the edges of Karnak's shirt went dark.
"Son of a *****!" Ocara cursed, standing up and moving to the door.
"I'm getting the Dr, hang on Karnak"
And with that, Ocara broke into a deadsprint towards Doc Miles' office, the usual sinking feeling that came with visiting the doctor buried under anger and worry. On the way he passed Paladin, who was not too far away from the training room and on the way past, Ocara had enough presence of mind and breath to hiss 'Fuck sake man' as he shot past.
"Son of a *****!" Ocara cursed, standing up and moving to the door.
"I'm getting the Dr, hang on Karnak"
And with that, Ocara broke into a deadsprint towards Doc Miles' office, the usual sinking feeling that came with visiting the doctor buried under anger and worry. On the way he passed Paladin, who was not too far away from the training room and on the way past, Ocara had enough presence of mind and breath to hiss 'Fuck sake man' as he shot past.
Paladin saw Ocara running past him down the corridor, he seemed like he was worried about something. Ethan ran after him, "What happened? is everything alright?"
Doc Miles:
Ok, concentrate. Line the shot up right. Make sure you've got it. Now, just calmly swing back and---
The doors to Miles's office burst open as Ocara rushed in. Miles turned in surprise as his putter hit the golfball, sending it far wide of the cup he had placed on his floor.
"Damn it, I'm practicing," Miles blurted as he turned to face Ocara.
"So, what are you doing back here again so soon?" he asked sarcastically. "Did you stub your toe? Break a nail?... Wait, Turians don't have nails... Break off part of your fringe?... Is that what you call that part? Ah, screw it, what do you want?"
Ok, concentrate. Line the shot up right. Make sure you've got it. Now, just calmly swing back and---
The doors to Miles's office burst open as Ocara rushed in. Miles turned in surprise as his putter hit the golfball, sending it far wide of the cup he had placed on his floor.
"Damn it, I'm practicing," Miles blurted as he turned to face Ocara.
"So, what are you doing back here again so soon?" he asked sarcastically. "Did you stub your toe? Break a nail?... Wait, Turians don't have nails... Break off part of your fringe?... Is that what you call that part? Ah, screw it, what do you want?"
"Injury in the training room, Karnak's bleeding and in alot of pain"replied Ocara, his fists clenched, as it was an intense effort relaying instructions to the doctor without just giving in to his urges and knocking out a few of his teeth... For starters.
Once it looked like Miles was begining to do something, Ocara turned to Paladin, his voice steely once more.
"When this is over, we are going to see Verhal"
Once it looked like Miles was begining to do something, Ocara turned to Paladin, his voice steely once more.
"When this is over, we are going to see Verhal"
I'm afraid this is going to be my last post of the night. I need to sleep off the rest of the booze that wasn't slept off yesterday, sorry to break the momentum
"Wait, what!? Jeezus, I wasn't trying to kill the guy" Paladin was taken aback by the news of what his actions caused, Karnak was being a dick, but with that swagger Ethan assumed he'd be able to handle the pressure that would keep him against the wall. Fortunately he wasn't the type to be bogged down in bad news, not if he could do something about it anyway. "Come on doc, let's get moving"
Terina followed after the scene, having been caught off guard with Paladin's roughness. "Well, Paladin, you proved you are strong and unstable."
Doc Miles:
"Aw shit," Miles said as he dropped his putter and started to run out of his office. He made it half way out before quickly stopping and looking at Ocara.
"There's a stretcher over there, grab it and get it to him!" he said, then immediatly bolted up the stairs.
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Verahl:
"Well, he's stable," Miles said to Verahl as he stood over Karnak.
Verahl looked down on Karnak. His eyes were closed, and he looked fairly limp.
"Can he hear me?" Verahl asked, still not looking away from Karnak.
"Heh, no," Miles said with a bit of a smile. "He's got enough painkillers in him to knock out an Elcor. He'll be awake in a few hours, but he'll be so lucid he won't have any idea what's going on."
Verahl simply nodded. He didn't say another word to Miles. He just looked over Karnak once more, deep in thought. After several seconds, Verahl turned and headed out of the medical bay. A few members of the company were waiting outside.
"Is he going to be ok?" Ocara asked.
"He'll be back in recovery in a few days," Verahl grumbled as he stopped in front of Raven and Paladin.
"You're coming with us," Verahl said to Paladin, giving one of his unnerving Batarian glares to him. "Raven, get the Gauntlet ready."
"Aw shit," Miles said as he dropped his putter and started to run out of his office. He made it half way out before quickly stopping and looking at Ocara.
"There's a stretcher over there, grab it and get it to him!" he said, then immediatly bolted up the stairs.
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Verahl:
"Well, he's stable," Miles said to Verahl as he stood over Karnak.
Verahl looked down on Karnak. His eyes were closed, and he looked fairly limp.
"Can he hear me?" Verahl asked, still not looking away from Karnak.
"Heh, no," Miles said with a bit of a smile. "He's got enough painkillers in him to knock out an Elcor. He'll be awake in a few hours, but he'll be so lucid he won't have any idea what's going on."
Verahl simply nodded. He didn't say another word to Miles. He just looked over Karnak once more, deep in thought. After several seconds, Verahl turned and headed out of the medical bay. A few members of the company were waiting outside.
"Is he going to be ok?" Ocara asked.
"He'll be back in recovery in a few days," Verahl grumbled as he stopped in front of Raven and Paladin.
"You're coming with us," Verahl said to Paladin, giving one of his unnerving Batarian glares to him. "Raven, get the Gauntlet ready."