Beer, Blood and Beatings }{ (Open)

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney walked up to the front door of the place and handed over his ID and scanned his palm. From there it was off to the locker to store his goods. He had just gotten to Persephone earlier that day and was looking to enjoy himself before he got back to business.

When he walked in to took a seat and watched for a while getting to know who was going to be fighting tonight. Once he felt comfortable with it he went and tossed his name in and signed the waver to join the fights. It had been a while since Sidney had been in the ring but he had been there many times before. He had a good record at this place about two to one in his favor. Tonight would be a good test of his skills to see where he stands these days. He preferred to keep his fights clean of any extra things in the ring. He didn't feel the need to cheat his way through it since it wasn't a real life situation, if it were it would be a different story.

After his position was registered he waited to see who his challenger would be. He took a moment to walk around looking over the rings and watching them. There wasn't anyone of major interest in the place to draw his attention.

[Clairabella Corinth]

She watched for only a moment longer as the fight wasn't showing much of interest just yet. Onas asked her if she was new to the area. She had been here on Persephone for a short while but not enough to consider herself there for a long time. "Been here for a short while now. been spending the last week here getting to know the place but yeah today was the first fight for me. I haven't found a place that has kept me there for more then a few months at a time."

She thought about it herself and how she had been traveling since she left maybe that is what it was. She was just trying to keep from feeling like anywhere was home. In the end she didn't want to go back home and she still felt like she was running away from her family. "I guess some of us just aren't made to stay in one place ya know?" She really didn't feel like going in to that part of her past not that she had done something really wrong but she still felt guilty about not facing her parents about it.

It was then that the fight picked up. The challenger to her fighter had kicked him in the side of the head sending him to the ground and the crowd had roared with excitement. Clair was grateful he had gotten back back up but it wasn't without a momentary stumble. He returned with a few loose swing that didn't land before he regained control of himself.

[Onas Knox]

"Yeah," Onas answered her truthfully. He stared through her eyes. He was looking at them, but he wasn't looking at her. He was thinking of his own mistakes, and how they kept him from settling before now. They might move him again, his iris focused on her again, "I do."

She looked away to their fighter, and Onas followed her eyes. It was going ok, Jin could still be doing better. From the rings, a catcaller was coming to him, the band on his arm was for ring four, but they tended to move around as needed. "Hey Oj," He said directly at him, Onas' eyes arched in surprise.

"Sup Chen?" Onas asked, not even taking his elboe off the table. He continued to smoke his cigarette and offered no other greeting. The guy's name wasn't Chen, but that's what Onas had called him for months now. He was chinese and all.

"There a good fighter back. He wants to fight. He's got good odds. I told the old man about it. He said come and get you." His english left something to be desired.

"He did?" Onas asked, a little confounded, his eyes scanned the room and found Nick next to the owner. It started to make a little more since now. Perhaps this was Nick's way of putting Onas in a quote, real fight. Well that was la shi, Nick hadn't fought Bella, she came with a stick of dynamite. Onas shook his head, "Who is he?"

"There," Chen said, pointing to a man with either a receding hair line, or one monster cut. "You fight or not? Maybe only women tonight?"

Onas' mouth opened to closed teeth under grinning lips, he shook his head and looked at Bella. 'So that's how we're playin it?' He thought. "Maybe a couple of chinese after that," Onas scoffed, "Yeah Chen, I'll fight 'em." Onas never felt right backing down from a fight. Call him what you will, it was animal nature to prove which was the alpha. Onas' adrenaline started pumping as soon as he stood up.

Onas stood from the table, and asked Bella to collect his account if they won. Then he looked over to where Nick and Justin stood across the arena, and Justin laughed raising his arms up and then throwing two thumbs up at him. Onas didn't know much sign language, but he threw up the two words he did know.

Onas scooped up his shot glass and took the tequila down in one gulp, then discarded the shot glass, and grabbed his beer. He headed down to the ring for his 'real fight' and after this, no one would be able to play down his victory...

[Sidney Bainbridge]

After a moment the ring that Sidney was set in and he leaned in to one of the tables with a group of people and looked at the screen to see if he had a registered challenger. Apparently it was going to be going against a man who was a decent amount shorter the him and weighed a bit less as well. He had a decent record but nothing to worry about either.

Before heading down to the ring Sidney walked up to the owner and shook his hand. They had known each other for quiet some time though never to well. Sidney had had his first fight here almost fifteen years ago and had been in and out enough to be remembered by the owner. After a brief chat with the man he looked the crowd over and spotted his opponent and walked over to him.

When he arrived at the table be began to speak as he reached out a hand. "Names Sidney, looks like we'll be heading in to the ring together. Good luck in there." He told him as he waited for the man to decide if he would shake his hand or not.

[Onas Knox]

Onas made his way down to the ring, and stood beside it. He took his shirt back off, and untucked his black tanktop, leaving it on. It was a tight fitting top, and his bout with Bella hadn't mused it up too badly. He tightened his belt a bit, and put everything else into the ring locker. He stood there for a moment waiting, flexing his hand from where his knuckles were still red.

His opponent walked over to give his hey-how-ya-doin, and Onas smiled and shook his hand, but exchanged no words. Untill the fight was over, this was just a guy. Just a target. A target who looked like he'd worked out most of his life. Onas lit up his signiture cigarette, as the ref from earlier came back. Then he climbed through the ropes and back into ring four. He wondered if Bella would put a bet on him. Oj faced the middle ring and whatched as Jin finnaly amped it up, now.. after he couldn't whatch anymore, that figured.

Onas looked around the ring, blood on his turnbuckle from somebody earlier. Sweat from every fighter here tonight, staining the middle of the ring grey. Clawmarks on the ropes. The stool in his corner had broken glass shards and droplets of someones beer on it, He put his beer there. All in all, the ring had seen better days, that was for sure. Oj took another drag off his cigarette, smoke curling away off his fingertips as he let it linger by his nose. Now that his man got into the ring, Onas got a good long look at him. The guy had weight and height over him, which was never a good combination. But he'd taken guys this big in the real world. Hell, the reaver he'd killed was bigger than this. Of course, he'd had a knife then...

The ref got in the ring with him, and gave his short speech again, "All right guys, keep it in the ring. One of ya goes limp, taps out or quits, fights over, got it? Touch up gents."

Onas thumped his cigarette away, blew out his last lung full, and bounced as he held his left fist out. As soon as his opponant's knuckles touched his, the ref dropped his hands and Onas closed in as fast as he could, two swings with his left, then a spinning backfist. Hard.

If the guy could stop that, then he'd just bring it that much harder and faster.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney watched as Onas got in the ring Sized him up for what he was worth. All and All Sidney didn't see it as to hard of a fight but in the end he always gave them more credit then one would think. He had seen small people explode in to fierce fighters before as a matter of fact he had known a few of the. He was always reminded of how much James Clark was able to do for how much smaller her was. He remember back in the prison on Greenleaf how no matter how much the Alliance guards hit him he wouldn't ever go down.

Yes it was best to over estimate your opponent instead of under estimate. Sidney got up in the ring lumbering along slowly looking like a bulk fighter instead of a fast one. When Onas raised his fist up Sidney slowly did the same as soon as they touched Onas was moving on him as fast as he could.

There came two swings and Sidney made no attempt to really block them instead just making sure they contacted with his side instead of going up to his head. They were hard hits the kid had a good strong hit. He knew what he was doing but that wasn't going to stop Sidney.

When the spinning back fist came at him Sidney's arm went out to meet it as if he was hitting at a steel pipe. Sidney moved back from him letting the distance grow just a little. As he did he swung with his left toward the mans head, then let the gap grow beyond his arms. He wanted to see a bit more before he committed to the fight all the way. Sidney had taken many of hits in his day and knew as long as he kept the from his head he would be alright.

So far Sidney had not shown much of a fight in him but timing was everything. he needed to see where the kid left himself open before going in for the strike.

[Clairabella Corinth]

After Onas was called down to the ring Clair followed him down to watch the fight up close and personal. She wanted to see how this other fighter worked and get a better idea of how Onas worked as well so she would be ready for him in their next match.

It started off simple enough. She noticed Onas like to start out with a similar thing. two lefts and a right though not the same right as before it was still a right. The other man seemed to be lumbering along with the first two hits making clear contact with him, not a good start for him. Then he pulled around and stopped the other swing in its tracks. It was a clean block and the punch that followed by the man fighting Onas seemed slow. It looked like a clear cut fight for Onas here he would be able to score hits and have little trouble blocking the ones coming his way.

"Come on Oj give em hell." She yelled up to him as she watched on. She had placed a small bet on him as well in this fight only 500 but more then enough to make a pretty penny again. She would have done more but with the 1000 on the center fight she wanted to make sure she walked away doing alright.

[Onas Knox]

He took the jabs, but in the shoulder and chest. Onas did get his backfist in, but the guy stopped it cold with his forearm. His opponant was playing with him. Maybe he didn't think Onas would notice how quick and precise that block was. Strong too. Had to be, to stop Onas' full attack like that, dispite his size. Their arms connected at such a full stop that Oj's bicept vibrated. His left came around for Onas' head, and caught him with a swipe, as he backed up.

Bella cheered at him from the sides, "Give him hell!" She hollered.

With the gap in between them, Onas bounced on his toes, turning his body back against his opponent, slightly to the left again, and got his arms back up. He shook his vision clear from that swipe and closed again, faster. This guy couldn't play it slow all night, Onas would goad him into speeding up. See what this old man could really bring. He mustered his speed for the next attack, his adrenaline pumping, now so badly that his forearms shook a bit. He wanted nothing more than to launch again, this was it!

Onas fiented with his right hand, and immediantly kicked his opponant inside his left leg, and went to his body, working three swings in quick succession. He finished his combo and then turned out again with another spinning backfist, intent of swiping him and giving a gap after the followthrough, mirroring his man to see what he would do.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney watched on as the man regrouped after his slight hit on him. Then Sidney heard the voice from the side of the ring it seemed Onas had a personal viewer watching him. He didn't want to spoil the show for everyone yet.

Sidney pushed the first punch out of the way. The kick though landed on his left leg. he let the leg buckle a little bit under it so it wouldn't cause to many issues. His knee had been shattered back in the war and it gave him a weak point that he didn't need exposed.

After he lifted back up he saw Onas coming in for his body and tightened up to hold the hits. He let the first two of them hit and pushing the third away. Again Onas came back with the back fist. Sidney dodged out of the way leaning back from the swing and slinging up his left leg toward the rear of his torso. He intended to knock him back again.

Sidney was starting to get a feel for the man. After his foot came back down from the kick he rebalanced himself on his right leg and watched for the mans next approach this would be the time he goes for the strikes.

[Clairabella Corinth]

Clairs eyes shifted to the other ring only for a second it seemed their fighter was going to win over there, but it was brief and her eyes went back to the fight with Onas. She noticed that the challenger had buckled and it seemed he cradled his leg. This was Onas' chance to take control of this fight, not that he didn't have it already but it seems like this man was built like a tank and just didn't feel the hits.

"Get his left knee Oj." She yelled up to him as the other man again managed to avoid his backfist and go in for a strike. Over all he seems slow but had his monets where he could move quick it was more the she had expected of someone of his age.

[Onas Knox]

Onas took a shot in his back from the metal baton this guy called a leg. It was like he'd been hit with a bat for God's sake! Bella screamed about his left leg, and Onas made a mental note, go for his leg. He'd give it a minute, let the guy forget she'd said it.

Onas tried not to grimace at his back, but he had to strech the pop out of it, nobody was missing that one. He swung around, circling the man, closing off the open ring. David and Goliath today son, he'd be a lot shorter if Onas could take those legs out. Maybe he'd get his chance. For now, Onas moved for another body shot. He came in quickly again, springing off his toes, shooting his right fist into the mans sides, hooking with his left, trying for a kidney. Anything that layers of muscle couldn't soften the blow on. He made another shot, this time with his left, an open palmed uppercut aimed at the man's high elboe, if he could get that out of the way, he was gonna jab straight to his underarm, that soft meat and exposed muscle cluster. Those kind of shots took their wieght in gold on a fighters ability to reak havok with their arms. Onas knew that tidbit from life.

Fighting with his brother. Justin never did learn it though, and his punches lacked power because of it.

As he jabbed, he knashed his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and pivoted on his right foot, forcing all he had into his fist!

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney now had learned what he needed of how the man fought and it was time to bring back hurt for the man. Back in the war Sidney used to do a lot of hand to hand and he had not forgotten a stitch of it over the years if anything he had only honed his skills, age being the only thing that slowed him down. The man spun in for a kidney shot and Sidney move to avoid it. It wasn't a complete dodge but it softened the blow dramatically.

It stung but it would be enough to end Sidney's impending attacks. Sidney saw the hit coming to move his elbow out of the way and as the palm made contact with his elbow he wrapped his arm around his trying to grab hold of it. It would be enough to keep him from coming in for his jab.

Now it was finally time to strike Sideny moved in with a few soft jabs to the mans torso. As the gap closed he slung his head forward aiming the top of his head at the mans face. It was a friendly fight so he aim to the side to avoid braking a nose if he made contact. As soon as that was done his other hand move lightning quick to grab the other arm. If the grab was made he would pound forward with his head a few more time to make Onas' vision blurred from there he would have complete control of the fight.

[Onas Knox]

The guy finnaly started fighting, Onas felt his tempo change as he popped the man's elboe. The guy wrapped up his wrist in a clamp of arm strength, and then he had his advantage. Onas jerked his arm agian and again, as the guy pounded his ribs and stomach. The first hit wasn't so bad, but the second and third were clearly thrown with more confidence and intention, and they came with more force. Onas stiffened his stomach as best he could to deadin the pain.

Then the prick headbutted. It wasn't a clean shot, not his nose, thank God, but his forehead. Onas' world went white for a moment. Little black dots remained, glittering his vision with fifty or so splotches he would have to blink away. But he couldn't get his chance, the guy scooped up his other arm, and then did it again. A merciless second headbut brought the crowd noise in full. Short bursts of shouts went to tidal waves of constant roar. This was the kind of fight Onas came here to whatch, not to be a part of! His vision continued to fog worse with the second blow, and then came the third.

Onas' head snapped back. The world opened up to pain as his eye opened up into a waterfall of precious, life giving blood. His opponent's grip on his wrist loosened slightly, perhaps a mechanic of his own head recieving. Headbutt's can be tricky like that. Or maybe it was Onas' fresh blood on his face, in his eye or something like that. Regardless, Onas never noticed or had time to notice why, his next move was purley a reaction of anger and fear. His own fight or flight instincts.

Onas roared as he tryed to clear his vision. Only a second after his howl started, he slammed his left hand through the mans grasp, carrying it with him if he had too. His left open palmed attack hurtled torwards the mans face, Onas' weight shifting against the attack, pulling all he had into it, this beating was over...

Once his hand cleared the grip, Onas tore into another punch, his right fist instantly coming into the mans chest, it was sloppy, born of anger, and everything he was doing was reaction only, no planning. After his right, he punched across with his left, arching across his body, shooting for the man's chin. That was followed by another two attacks, after his left attack, his body was perpendicular to his opponents, his left side was facing the giant's front. Onas' lept his left elboe straight at the man, giving extra force with his right hand burying into his left fist.

The last attack brought him back to his right mind, as his last attack came with a breif pause, having to lean back before he could gain momentum again. Onas turned both his arms together while screaming, and aimed for the man' intestines, and sternum at the same time! He stopped himself at the full recoil before the attack, and instead backed away quickly.

His vision was littered with dots that resembled asphyxiation. Onas shook his head quickly to aid in blinking the mess away. His right elboe hovered over his bruised side, while he ducked his pouring eye into his right hand. He wiped at his eye with his right hand and kept a very loose left block up, his fist wasn't even closed. For the moment, he seemed to still have the disadvantage...

[Sidney Bainbridge]

After the headbutts it seemed as though Sidney had the man on the run. Both of them were suffering from the hits but it had surely seemed as though Onas had taken the worse of it. When the and roared free Sidney knew he had surely had him on the run, the mind had stopped and the body and anger had taken over. It would now be a series of hard hits but ones with mistakes packed in to them.

Sidney would take advantage of the mans weakness and strike to finish the match. The first strike went for the face in the current position there was little Sidney cold do about this one. He turned and tucked his head to brace for the impact and it was a hell of an impact over his left ear leaving a ringing sound over the noise of the crowd. Sidney was also beginning to see a few spots at this point but it wasn't anywhere near the end for him.

The follow up punch came as a surprise to him catching him off guard and again it was hard. The anger was in charge of Onas it seemed at this point. Sidney redoubled his attention to the fight focusing on the swings coming his way. The next for his slid right past only barely missing him. Onas had speed on Sideny it seemed even at his best Sidney would be struggling with swings like this to control them, age had defiantly taken its toll.

Sidney quickly regained his calm and watched as the next two attacks came in and were foiled with quick sweeping blocks to push them out of the way. The man came at him for his last attack going for him with both fists a foolish move sidney thought. Sidneys body slipped sideways for the blows to glance past rasing both hand in a ball over the man to strike downward and put him to the ground. It would be there Sidney would finish it off, but just as Sideny began to move for the strike the man recoiled and got out of the way. It seemed he had regained himself and was ready to fight with his mind again.

Sidney didn't delay in closing the gap and turning with his back slightly toward the man for a mule kick toward his lower thigh. It was a powerful kick intended to deaden the leg and slow his ability to move. after Sidneys foot came back under him he lowered his stance sliding his left leg forward toward his target. He came at the man with three quick jabs from the left and a powerful lunging right hook toward the mans head. Sidney had done this attack before and when it landed it usually put the opponent in a daze, a moment that Sidney could finish the fight with. It would be a brief pause after that for Sidney to evaluate where his target stood.

[Clairabella Corinth]

Watching the fight rage on was amazing, she now saw Onas for what he had in him. Not that she didn't get a show of that earlier but it was short lived against her. He had dished out a hell of a beating to the old man as well and he was still going like it was nothing. It seemed as though it was going to come to an end when the old man got ahold of Onas' arms. The hits were hard and could be heard from ringside.

Clair jumped up on the side of the, she didn't know if she was allowed to do that but she did it anyway. She watched on as Onas looked like he was going to fall to the ground but as luck would have it he broke free from the hold and went on a string of attacks. Even the old man seemed to be caught off guard by the attacks as the pushed him back from his assault on Onas. "Come on, don't let up on him." She yelled to Onas as she watched on.

There were several strikes by both men that were close but no contact made, she was glad to see that as it mean Onas would have a second to recover from the blows he had taken, if he could keep up his speed though he could take the old man even if it took a bit to brake through the stone skin the man seemed to have.