Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Vi

[artistic-witch]

Vi looks at teddy with a pissed off look on her face , " what the fuck is going on here ?!?!?!"

[Chaser1]

Vi's furious glare pierces into Teddy's, "What the f*() is going on here?" she shouts as Kendal refuses to turn and face Vi.

"I should be asking the same thing!" Teddy replies, giving Marshal a cold once over.

Vi notices that Marshal has no idea how dangerous Teddy is as he answers, "Nothing's going on. I just met her."

"Oh! Does that make it better?" Teddy fires back.

"I think I'm going to leave." Kendal replies, visibly shaken.

"You don't have to go. We have nothing to hide." Teddy tries to reassure her and then returns his gaze back to Vi, "So? Who's this jackass?"

[artistic-witch]

Vi angrily shoots back at teddy " This jackass ? Who the fuck fakes being sick then runs to her ?!?!?! Marshal grab kendal and get outta here . while your at it better get some people in here to pick up his fucking body ."

[Chaser1]

Vi angrily shoots back at Teddy, "This jackass? Who the fuck fakes being sick then runs to her? Marshal grab Kendal and get outta here. While you're at it, better get some people in here to pick up his fVC21ng body."

Marshal shoots Vi a look of disbelief as Kendal promptly jumps down, finally showing her face; fear. She runs past Marshal and out of the gym.

"You sure you wanna do this with your ankle?" Teddy glares as he reaches down and picks up a pair of gloves and purple headgear. Vi recognizes it. It's her gear... and someone's been using it.

"Listen, Vi. Your ankle." Marshal turns with concern.

"Yeah, listen to your boyfriend. And for your information, nothing happened and I WAS sick. I don't like crowds or being around my dad. I thought you knew that!" Teddy shouts, rage filling his eyes.

Vi notices Marshal also starting to get angry. Judging by his posture and build, if he were to try to fight Teddy, then he would horribly lose if not hurt himself before Teddy even landed a punch.

[artistic-witch]

Vi now completely pissed , climbs into the boxing ring and tackles Teddy , mounting and starts to throw haymaker punches aimed at his face.

[Chaser1]

Enraged, Vi climbs into the boxing ring and attempts to tackle Teddy. As she does, Marshal tries to utter some caution, "Uh let's think bout this..."

OOC: Combat announced

Ted 7
Vi 5
Marshal 4

"And what are you doing on that ankle?" Ted grimaces as he walks towards Vi, still frowning. Vi notices that Kendal had gear on but had taken it off and laid it on the ground along with her vial of lipstick next to an extra set of boxing gloves and headgear. The gloves have lipstick on them. The left glove has a smiley face as the right one is smudged, much like the lipstick on Teddy's face. As she tries to lunge tackle, she nearly rolls her ankle. Teddy just steps to the side as she bounces against the ropes. The pain isn't too horrible.

"Vi!" Marshal cries out, already climbing into the ring.

"Are we really doing this?" Teddy sighs, still frowning, then he points to Marshal, "You! Stay out of shit you don't understand!"

"Oh yeah? Make me!" Marshal blurts.

"I'm not lying," Teddy says, "Nothing was going on. She was trying to flirt and..." Vi swings, mid-speech, creating an audible 'whack' across Teddy's padded face. He stumbles to the side, but doesn't fall. Remembering her training, she keeps within striking distance as she shuffle-steps with him.

The doors swing open as a crowd of festival goers rush in, already taking bets on who's going to win. Marshal pauses for a second, noticing it's a mob of people.

"It's on!" Ted brings his gloves up. Vi throws a left cross. Teddy nimbly weaves out of the way and to her side, while tapping the side of her head with his glove. The noise inside the gym is intense as the crowd continues to surge inside. Vi swivels after Teddy and attempts a right hook into his ribs, but Teddy steps into her, causing her to swing around his back, as he ties up into a tight hug, "This is the worst time to be doing this!"

Marshal is rushing at the both, his intentions look to be directed at Teddy.

OOC2: Actions?

[artistic-witch]

In the clinch vi replies back with , " why dont you take off the fucking gear and fight !?!"

[Chaser1]

"Why don't you take off the fucking gear and fight?" Vi grunts from the clinch.

"I was going to ask you out and Kendal showed up," he tightens his hug, more out of affection, "If we fight, regardless of who wins, you'd never say yes."

[artistic-witch]

Vi looks at him with a dead look in her eyes ," you want to ask me out and yet you pull this shit!!!"
Vi pushes teddy away enough to get in some body shots.

[Chaser1]

Vi dead stares at him, "You want to ask me out and yet you pull this shit?" She pushes him away just enough to pop him in the ribs, causing him to wince and bring his guard back up. Most would have dropped, but he's proving to either enjoy it or isn't a stranger to pain.

"Yes! And what shit? Getting sick? And quit hitting me!" he backs away towards the middle of the ring.

The crowd has different ideas as they shout things like, "Hit him again!" and "Knock his friggin head off!" along with, "Don't take that shit from her! Fight back!" Yet, Teddy continues to hold back.

Suddenly, the entire gym is roaring with activity as hundreds have flooded in to watch the fight.

"So? Will you?" Teddy asks, dropping his guard, takes a deep breath and closes his eyes in hope.