WAOA Arena

[Random berk]

James shrugged and began to walk with her.

"Fair enough then, let's do it." You just keep blowing smoke like that, suits me just fine. As they neared the lockers, he veered off towards his room.

"I just have to grab some gear, I'll catch up." He said as he left.

Neither Elf semed to have any idea what Laguna was talking about.

"And what is a crossbow?" Aethion asked.

"Any weapon that can fire 30 projectiles at once seems impossible, even using magic. And do you mean to say that you can use this... ability, without even knowing how you came to have it?" Drayven inquired sceptically.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"...I thought they would have crossbows where you come from, but apparently not." Laguna turned to Drayven. "Yeah. One day, I could just pull weaponry outta thin air. Don't know how, but I learned to use it. And I can't do magic. Where I come from, only one person per generation can use real magic."

Diana nodded, putting on her battle robe.

 

[Random berk]

The two Elves glanced briefly at each other.

"That... is most peculiar." Drayven said, turning back to Laguna. "To develop such a specific magical ability, and without knowing how... there are certain instances of magic working in such a way in Tamriel, but most are rare and ancient, with practitioners arising only at certain points in history. Often there are prophecies about some individuals. Common magic is far more widespread. Almost all of our race have abundant reserves of magicka, the mystical energy that saturates an individual, and most are well schooled in how to control it. There are many humans too who possess magicka, though they are not as common, and there are far fewer with as much power as those of the Altmer race."

James soon returned and waited outside the locker room, carrying an elongated stainless steel case in his left hand.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

OoC: you lot In the middle of something?

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Diana eyed the breifcase, then walked into the arena.

"In my world... I'm not too sure how magic works, but I think it involves draining magic from monstrs and getting some kind of freindly monster called a guardian force. I've never used it though, apparently they take away your memory."

ooC: Any requests?
@Hatchy Just about to start something.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

OoC: @Gear, Mind if I +1

 

[Kirke]

OoC: @Hatchy: I'll probably be here for a while longer, want to fight Tophat?

 

[Random berk]

OOC: An inner city residential street, perhaps? The Bronx, or somewhere in London?

James entered the arena with Diana, before getting down on one knee and placing the case on the ground. Quickly unlocking it and undoing the latches, he lifted the cover and took out his old Well MB-04 sniper rifle. Long, black and menacing, the rifle was polished and well oiled, the scope clean and the magazine fully loaded. Without his tac-vest James could not carry a spare mag, but he didn't expect to need more than the 15 rounds that he had. Slinging the rifle over his shoulder, he got to his feet.

"We'll see how well you work against more unconventional tactics." He said to Diana, not bothering to explain the rifle to her.

"I see. Then there is no connection between this magic and your memory loss?" Drayven said, remembering Laguna's inability to give the name of the Elven girl that he had spoken of, and his neglect to describe her.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Probably not. And it's not total. I remember stuff up to a certain point, but after that... it's just random snatches, pictures and names."

Diana held her staff tight. "I welcome a new challenge."

The arena was a sprawling warren of houses, shops, blocks of flats, and car parks.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

OoC: @Kirke, I would be honored too

Deadeye, who had spent his time make some minor upgrades to himself, walked to the locker room. A loud "thump" sound could be heard as his right leg walked along. Blood flow stable, armor stable, Insanity sable....finally everything is back to normal... He thought to himself, once he reached the locker room he threw off his cloak and adapted his right arm for battle.

 

[Kirke]

Tophat inserted a clip into its pistol, glancing over at Deadeye.
"Lots of cybernetics, eh?"

 

[Knife-28]

"Of course, you could just ignore my point." Knife says to himself before walking over to Laguna and the Elves. "G'day, I'm Knife."

 

[Random berk]

James glanced around slowly, marking the buildings and terrain around them, planning his tactics.

"Once you've had your first experience against a sniper, you might think differently." He remarked, waiting for the announcer.

"As many cases of memory loss are." Drayven said.

"How much of your memory is missing?" Aethion asked. "Is it everything before you came here, or a particular period of time? Do you remember your home? If you have a profession, or a family?" He looked as though he would say more, but then turned and stared at Knife in surprise.

"Knife? As in steel knife?" He asked. "Where did you get a name like that?"

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Deadeye turned slightly to Tophat and nodded with a small smirk. "Yeah, you could say that..." Dead said as he pull a lever on his arm, bring out a small Blade on the underneath of his crossbow hybrid. "Then again that what you get for hanging around in Limbo, it costs you an arm and a leg" He added, as he loaded his arm with bullets and arrows.

 

[Kirke]

"I wouldn't know, these limbs regrow." - Tophat commented dryly as it placed itself on a shelf in the locker, then walked over to the arena door.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Today's combatants! James and Diana!"
Diana prepared to attack, waiting for James' move.

Laguna gave a wave to Knife, then turned to Aethion. "Yeah. I remember having a wife, though she's... gone now... and I had an adopted daughter, but I can't see her anymore..." Laguna seemed forlorn for a moment. "I remeber becoming president of Esthar, fighting a sorcoress, helping to save the world, then being transported somewhere else, but aftr that, it gets... fuzzy."

 

[HatchyHatch14]

"[sub]Lucky for some then...[/sub]" Deadeye muttered, he then chuckled his sickle and cloak into a locker and stood near the entrance of the Arena. "The name's Deadeye by the way" He said to Tophat, as a loose sort of introduction.

 

[Kirke]

"Tophat. Shall we go, then?"
The arena door was closed as a large hatch in the floor opened, with a ramp leading down to another arena beneath the first.
OoC: Falling asleep in my chair, night.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Deadeye nodded. "Yes let's, I'm rather interested to get results on my upgrades" He said ot Tophat as he walked down the ramp slowly.

OoC: @Kirke, Fine by me, time bubble this for now then.

 

[Random berk]

James moved suddenly with blurring speed. He drew his pistol from his shoulder hoster and levelled it in a single swift motion, snapping off two well aimed shots at Diana before breaking into a full sprint. He didn't run directly at her however but to the side, firing one-handed at her as he ran. He knew he had no chance of hitting her if the first two rounds had missed but didn't care. His intention was to get her to run for cover, hopefully panicked by her first experience of coming under fire with a firearm. Meanwhile, he made a line for the nearest block of flats, moving faster than any normal human could run.

Drayven bowed his head gravely.

"I am sorry to hear that you lost your family, Laguna." He replied. "My own wife is with child back on our estate in Summerset Isle, in Tamriel. My younger son is there as well. It does lend a certain degree of urgency to our wish to return home, though I do not imagine that this compares to your own feelings." Aethion looked at him as he spoke, nodding in agreement, before speaking.

"A president... is this a person of importance? Someone of noble blood, or even royal?"