WAOA Arena

[Kirke]

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.

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: @Kirke & @Random: Mind if Rex joins?

 

[DotSlash]

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.

[hr]

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.

 

[Random berk]

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.

 

[Kirke]

Meta stepped forward, pulling back his arm and throwing a extremely heavy punch at the centre of the marine's chest. The angle was such that, if Ragnar was knocked back, he'd get pushed out into the arena.
OoC: @Outis: Go for it.

 

[Chungus]

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.

 

[Kirke]

Bruce turned and faced Solaris, cracking his knuckles.

 

[DotSlash]

[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]

 

[Random berk]

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.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"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.

 

[Kirke]

Meta rushed at Ragnar, throwing a slightly quicker series of punhes which nevertheless carried a lot of force.

 

[Chungus]

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.

 

[Random berk]

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.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Hey, the fuck are you fighting about?" Rex said loudly as he continued to follow Meta and Ragnar.

 

[Kirke]

Bruce also approached in a defencive guard, looking Solaris in the eyes. "I'd rather you feel it, if you don't mind." He made some initial light punches to test her defences.

[hr]

Meta stumbled back and when Ragnar drew his chainsword, Meta followed suit. But as he charged, he sent a pair of grenades at Ragnar to stun and distract before coming in with an uppercut with the blade. He paid no attention to Rex at the moment.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar sidestepped the grenades while going to put his helm on, but the explosions caused him to lurch forward and onto one knee. As he saw the blade coming for his face and twisted to one side, hunching his head and causing the blade to slide up over his pauldron, slicing off just a few long red hairs as it passed his head. He surged to his feet, driving the pauldrom up into Meta's chest.

 

[DotSlash]

As Solaris was attacked and continuing onward, provided Pix herself wasn't attacked, Pix would assist her by shifting her weight around to keep Solaris stabilized when attacking and hardening up a small amount to add more damage to Solaris' kicks. If Pix was attacked, hitting her would feel like hitting a solid rock, though each successive strike to her would feel softer after a while.

 

[Chungus]

"Ooooh~." Solaris responded with a playful tone. As Bruce threw the punched, Solaris first took a quick step backwards, followed by another to the left, then continued to make a hop to the side to evade Bruce's punches. She moved deliberately, and quickly. When he threw the last punch, Solaris hopped to the side again, but pushed against his forearm with the palm of her left hand, and shortly after, swung an uppercut with the palm of her right hand. Both of solaris' palm thrusts carried little force, but were rather quick.

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: You guy mind if I pick the arena layout?

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Outis: Go Ahead.