WAOA Arena
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OOC: Oh. Back to it so.
"Well met, Br..." Ragnar began, then trailed off. That growl was no vox feedback. "Uh... what was that?"
"Well met, Br..." Ragnar began, then trailed off. That growl was no vox feedback. "Uh... what was that?"
"Well, then. You go on ahead. This will take a few moments to take off." Solaris said to Bruce, first looking at the flight of stairs leading to the various arena proppers, then back to Bruce, motioning over to the Pix armour. "I haven't came up with a more efficient way to do so, you see." She added, moving her fingers to the edge of the pix armour, and made a motion as if she began peeling it back, hoping Pix would catch on.
Meta turned to face Ragnar, looking up slightly at the larger person. He hissed slowly, once again an entirely inhuman sound. He tensed up, balling his fists.
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Bruce nodded and headed to the locker room. He took off his chestplate and various other armour on his upper body, then headed into the arena.
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Bruce nodded and headed to the locker room. He took off his chestplate and various other armour on his upper body, then headed into the arena.
As Solaris pinched on her and tried pulled back, Pix had her form move along with it, making the motion of Solaris taking her off look completely natural.
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After a while, Carmen yawned to herself and walked into the locker rooms. Seeing a good amount of people there, she scratched her head a bit. [color=bb0066] You'd think these wouldn't be co-op locker rooms... Oh well, not that I'd mind stripping anyway... [/color] She thought to herself as she left the room without another glance toward the others. Not really wishing to head to the lounge, she began to head to her suite.
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After a while, Carmen yawned to herself and walked into the locker rooms. Seeing a good amount of people there, she scratched her head a bit. [color=bb0066] You'd think these wouldn't be co-op locker rooms... Oh well, not that I'd mind stripping anyway... [/color] She thought to herself as she left the room without another glance toward the others. Not really wishing to head to the lounge, she began to head to her suite.
Ragnar's grin disappeared at the sound of the hiss and he stared into the other superhuman's faceplate in sudden, terrible suspicion.
"Identify yourself, Space Marine." He challenged slowly, cautiously.
@Outsi: OOC: @Sure.
"Identify yourself, Space Marine." He challenged slowly, cautiously.
@Outsi: OOC: @Sure.
Seeing Pix pick up on what she was doing, Solaris smiled slightly, and continued what she was doing, doing it deliberately slowly. After Bruce entered the arena, Solaris had pulled Pix to chest level, stopping there. "So. He kept his lower armour on. Well, two can play that game, can't they?" She said to Pix, speaking with a hushed tone. "If it looks like I'm stumbling, can you work as a stabiliser to prevent this?" She asked.
[color=80bb00] [small] "You got it, boss. Just stay focused." [/small] [/color] Pix replied back softly before shifting her form to look as if Solaris had just taken off the upper section of her armor. [color=80bb00] [small] "Good luck." [/small] [/color]
Ragnar was born and raised with an axe in his hand, and had been in countless subconsioucly remembered bar brawls, even before his unparalleled close combat training as a blood claw began. He lurched backwards and rolled away from Meta's punch before springing to his feet and raised his own fists.
"Who the hell are you, Astartes?" He snarled, unsure of whether to beat down his overly aggressive Battle Brother, or if the situation warranted his more deadly ministrations.
"Who the hell are you, Astartes?" He snarled, unsure of whether to beat down his overly aggressive Battle Brother, or if the situation warranted his more deadly ministrations.
"What makes you think he's where you're from?" Rex asked as he wondered what was going on between the two. He walked into the locker room to follow them.
Smiling more, Solaris walked into the arena after Pix had shifted her form, and assumed a battle stance, turning her left shoulder towards Bruce, and spreading her legs to even her weight. After the arena entrance shut close, Solaris blew a small sigh, her eyes narrowing as she focused.
After the arena surroundings shifted to become a vacant underground parking lot, lit by orange lamps mounted on the walls and ceiling, and with the cameras being mounted on the various concrete collumns, the anouncer anounced the start of the fight.
"Let's see what you can do..." Solaris said as she began slowly approaching Bruce.
After the arena surroundings shifted to become a vacant underground parking lot, lit by orange lamps mounted on the walls and ceiling, and with the cameras being mounted on the various concrete collumns, the anouncer anounced the start of the fight.
"Let's see what you can do..." Solaris said as she began slowly approaching Bruce.
Ragnar was ready for Meta now and blocked the Meta's incoming punches, easily strong enough to stand up to Meta's trememdous power. He made up his mind and planted a foot against Meta's stomach, thrusting the Meta away for him before drawing the chainsword.
"Traitor..." He uttered in a low growl.
"Traitor..." He uttered in a low growl.
"Hey, the fuck are you fighting about?" Rex said loudly as he continued to follow Meta and Ragnar.