WAOA Arena

[DotSlash]

[color=bb0066] "Right. Let's be off then." [/color] Carmen said, turning toward the Arena without another word, the smile gone from her face and replaced with a darker expression. [color=bb0066] A shame you're on this self-righteous tick of yours... I probably won't be the one to kill you, but it will be the death of you... [/color]

 

[Outisakanobody]

Mordin's eye flicked from Solaris to Ragnar and back several times. "Seems foolish to accept, so I will not. Fighting presents nothing but danger with no reward, therefore, not worth it."

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar levelled his bolter at Mordin.

"I'd like to remain a man of my word, but my duty as an Adeptus Astartes takes precedence above all else. In here, or out there, it's your choice." Seeing that Carmen had accepted the challenge he grunted and nodded without looking away from Mordin.
"A moment, daemon. I have not forgotten you."

 

[Chungus]

"That might apply normally, but not here." Solaris responded as she brought an index finger to the left corner of her lip. "As I said, you have to fight, for more reasons then one..." With that said, Solaris paused to let her words sink in, her eyes drifting to Ragnar, then Carmen storming off. She momentarily thought to join Carmen, just to stay on her good side, but quickly decided against it. This should be interesting. Seeing Ragnar raise his bolter at Mordin, Solaris moved away, towards the bar, while supressing a smirk.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Horst looked at Mordin and said, "Well, that's not exactly true. The girl with the hat said the top-ranked fighter gets to leave, and gets a wish granted. That seems like a pretty good reward to me."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Most unfortunate." Mordin said before rolling behind some cover (meaning the couch Ness was sleeping on) and trying to shoot Ragner in the head.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar fired as soon as Mordin moved, the explosive shell bathing Mordin in heat as he dived. Ragnar cursed and began to move as well, knowing full well that the alien would attempt to shoot back. As Mordin popped up to take aim Ragnar hurled himself to the floor in front of the couch, beneath Mordin's line of fire. Before the xeno could adjust his aim Ragnar lashed out with a booted foot, smashing the couch back to try and crush Mordin against the wall. Ness would undoubtedly be awoken with a shock (and probably knocked off the couch) but he would not risk injuring her by returning fire with his bolter.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

When Mordin took cover behind the couch Horst was standing in front of, Horst quickly moved out of the way. "Why not just take this fight to the arena where you're less likely to get one of us shot?" he asked, glaring at Mordin.

 

[Chungus]

Seeing Mordin roll behind cover, Solaris once again vaulted over the bar, abd crouched down behind it to avoid stray fire. Even better! When behind the bar, Solaris began moving towards the exit of the lounge, a small on her face. While still doing her best to hide her amusement at the events, Pix would feel Solaris' chest trembling slightly as she supressed a chuckle.

 

[Outisakanobody]

Doing the opposite of what Horst said, Mordin moved away from the couch and closer to Horst, banking that Ragnar wouldn't injure a fellow human.

 

[DotSlash]

As Solaris barely managed to suppress her chuckle, Pix did little to nothing in response, though thoughts were running through her head as Solaris moved out of the lounge. [color=80bb00] ...Well, someone likes seeing some blood get spilled... I wonder if she's an M as well as an S though? [/color]

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"You're just trying to piss me off, aren't you?" Horst growled, before taking a step towards Mordin and bringing up his foot, intending to kick the Salarian in the face with what would be a surprising amount of force.

 

[Chungus]

Moving quickly, Solaris left the lounge, then stood up quickly. Pressing herself against the wall on the left-hand side, and moved along it, while glancing towards the fight as it raged on. When at the edge of the hallway, Solaris quickly moved around the corner, there blowing a small sigh. Knowing management didn't take kindly to destruction of propperty, she wondered how long it would take before they stepped in.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna, hearing the commotion in the lounge, ran in. "What the hell's going on here?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Horst looked over at Kenna and replied, "Well, this guy," he pointed down at Mordin. "Decided to refuse his, he then pointed at Ragnar. "Offer of a fight in the arena, instead choosing to start one in here."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna looked at Mordin, then at Ragnar. She picked up on Ragnar's wolf-like attributes, but Mordin had her completely stumped. For now, she walked into the lounge, looking at Mordin and Ragnar in turn. "Frog guy, Conan, will you two leave each other alone? If you gotta fight, take it into the ring!"

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar scrambled to his feet and drew his chainsword, the teeth spinning to life with a roar from the promethium motor.
"Face death with dignity, alien slime!""Ragnar bellowed furiously. He did not shoot at Mordin, just as the Salarian had predicted, but kicked the couch aside with contemptuous ease to clear a path to his prey.
"It is the xenos's choice to face judgement here." he growled without looking around to see Kenna. "I challenged him to fight for his life outside, but I should have known he would not take it. His kind have no honour to speak of."


OOC: @Gear: Don't forget the massive wolf pelt around Ragnar's shoulders, as well as the wolfen features of his face and armour.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"I started no fights! Would rather no one die here!" said as barely avoided Horst's kick and continued to get away from Ragnar.

Rex happened to be right behind Kenna. "The fuck is your problem guy?" he asked Ragnar harshly as he took out his Fazatron and aimed it at Ragnar.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

OoC: @Random: that's what I meant by "wolf-like attributes."

"Sounds to me more like you threatened this... guy, and you wanna kill him Arena or no Arena." Kenna said, annoyed. She looked over to Mordin. "Don't worry, this place has some kinda revival system. We get injured or die, we just come back in top shape."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Well, I'm pretty sure you fired first. He just challenged you to a fight in the arena." Horst pointed out.