PNPC Ensign Nelis Orla - Mud Wrestling
Melissa Jackson
((OOC: Apologies for leaving this one so long, so I tried to do a little world building.))
(( Tseraiq, Qareluun, Aelkuun ))
Nelis had asked for one of everything in the shop, trying to pay for it all with a dozen cookies out of her backpack. She ate seedy triangles, fruity flavored gelatins that wobbled when you shook them, crispy bars that tasted vaguely like they might once have been in the ocean. All the while she let the chatter of the others wash over her, savoring the sublime moment of new food in a new place with new friends.
K’Saalit: Oh, S’Relaai, you should take them to the arena!
V’Nille: Arena?
Reine’X: ..Arena?
Orla: ::squeaking:: Arena???
Aleron: Responses
S’Relaai: ::sighs:: Yes. She’s talking about the fighting arena, probably, where K’tsélai will fight in arranged matches. We do also have public stages for plays as another option. Most of our recreation is done on or in the water, I’m afraid.
V’Nille: Are these bloody fights?
Nelis’ eyes grew wide with panic and horror. Not her cute otters being into bloodsport!!!
S’Relaai: They can be, if the fighters consent to it. One of the reasons it’s popular here is that you’ll never quite anticipate what kind of fight you’ll see there. Wrestling is the most common, but I have seen fights with blades, nets, and even firearms happen if there’s a grudge to be settled there. ::beat:: We do have medical teams on standby there for that reason.
V’Nille: Oh that sounds exciting. What do the rest of you think?
Reine’X: Uhm… and what kind of weapons are we talking about? Anything you could suggest? I wouldn’t mind getting to try some new blades.
Reine’X seemed very excited about the prospect of stabbing people. But Nelis didn’t want to see that!!! People’s insides should stay inside them! It was the most animated she had ever seen the Orion, though.
S’Relaai: response
Orla: ::quietly:: Oh nooooo, I’d rather see a play.
Aleron / V’Nille: Responses
Reine'X: I will be happy to volunteer to fight in your arena.:: she said, and then looked at the captain for approval.
Nelis also looked towards the captain, begging her with her eyes not to let Reine’X hurt herself by participating!
Aleron: response
Reine’X/V’Nille/S’Relaai: response
(( Zerqai Arena, Tseraiq, Qareluun, Aelkuun ))
The ground leading up the Zerqai Arena was churned up mud. Nelis picked her way through it, avoiding the deeper puddles, and following the others. It was a popular place. All along the road to the main arena area were muddy sparring sparring pens, some empty, some with active fights going on. K’tsélai would crowd against the fencing, cheering, booing, shouting advice at their favorites or jeering at their non-favorites. Every ring also had a K’tsélai tha appeared to be taking bets on the fights.
Drier ground had tents set up for merchants to hawk their wares. Many appeared to be for weapons or training supplies, but others sold what looked to be fan merchandise for popular fighters.
Orla: Wow, are these all part of the arena?
S’Relaai: response
V’Nille/Reine’X/Aleron: response
This wasn’t even the arena, this was the out of arena gauntlet matches for arena hopefuls to one day earn a place. Nelis gulped and flinched at the sound of an impact as one K’tsélai tackled another and they both wrestled around in the mud.
The actual arena was an imposing building at the end of this avenue of mud, rising high into the air with stadium seating. It loomed in the distance like an aspiration, like a king presiding over its domain.
Orla: So when is the next fight?
S’Relaai: response
V’Nille/Reine’X/Aleron: response
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