[Falaris]

Falaris walks towards the building he had seen so many times in his life, yet had never seen. He stops at the base of the stairs leading up to the arena and looks up surveying the majestic symbol that should belong in his home. This was a pathetic mockery of Rome, damn goddess thinking she can just transplant iconic symbols from earth, still he assumed it meant the same thing in this world and dang he needed to spill someone elses blood, so far the only blood spilt had been his and he did not like that. He walked up the stairs ignoring the warning signs, what did he care what that damn goddess said, he was going to make someone bleed rules or not. He walked into a small circular arena designed for unarmed combat and looks around. Sandy floor, good for traction, sand to toughen ones hands, and to iritate wounds ah this would be good

Hahahahhahaha this is going to be fun, this is going to be FUN! I need to fight, I haven't gotten into a fight since being here and I'm startin to get that dang itch. I've been wounded...albeit by me, but havent spilt any blood that needs to change now...lets see if anyone is around to fight

Falaris shouts his grey-blue eyes gleaming

" Anyone here want to get their censored handed to them? Come on I won't kill you! I'll just make you bleed a little bit come on and fight me someone! "


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[Ceilia]

She had taken a tour of the town first, and ended up here. Ceilia was never afraid to fight... she just never did it without purpose. That was why she hated the faction feud back home. Taking a swing around the corner, she heard the bloodthirsty man shout out his challenge.

All she did was sneeze again.

Taking out her handkerchief she blew her nose again and thought about entering the ring. The goddess was always watching, as that one sign had posted. Perhaps this could be a little tribute to her. Putting aside her luggage, she took off her military jacket and her dress shirt to reveal her shoulders and tank top. She had really layered in order to beat the cold weather. This anyeli, however, stood at 6'0 with a pair of larger wings than normal. She cracked her knuckles and started stretching.

"If you will give me a moment, I will accept your challenge. I just came from the cold outside to tour the area. My name is Ceilia."

She was no twig, that was certain. Her shoulders were wide and her legs were long. Her red tattoos down her back were showing as she did various wing stretches. Her basic training taught her how to punch... and she had her wings. If nothing else, this was a learning experience which she had to go through.

Particularly if she ever had to deal with her sister.

[Falaris]

Falaris turned as he heard a voice, laughing audibly as he heard the woman speak...and sneeze. Falaris was a womanizer, a bigot, he was of the mind that women should be in the house, and nowhere else, as such he often had a habit of laughing when one tried to show strength...that and he is a cocky jerk. This woman walked right into the arena and accepted his challenge, he was busy trying to figure out if she had gotten a heavy hit in the head. He watched as she started taking off her clothes his eyes widening and him grinning, she was a large woman, almost as tall as him and muscular, but nowhere near as built as he was, and still at least a few inches shorter. She was an angel, very obviously, and had large grey wings that seemed a bit larger than normal for angels, she also had an odd red tattoo down her back he couldnt quite place. He grinned and wolf whistled shouting to her

" Well Darlin I did ask for a fight not a show, but I suppose if you've started you might as well continue, just make sure to get out of the way if a man steps in here to fight me okay darlin, dont want you getting hurt...yet. Why are you wandering around such a dangerous place anyway little girl, you could get hurt, not that I care its your own damn fault if you get yourself beaten, but i'm just wondering if you've taken some blows to the head before i say anything else too hard for you to comprehend "

He laughed again his booming bass echoing around the area, this woman seemed pathetic. He had met one Angel already but she had some spunk in her, this one seemed like she was trying to be something she wasnt, it was laughable to him. If she really wanted to fight he would give it to her, he always felt beating women was so pathetic...no challenge in it, it was like beating a punching bag to him. However he had no issue doing it if the situation called for it.


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[Ceilia]

"Hmph... well I am flattered that you thought it was a show. Unfortunately for you, flattery will get you nowhere."

She was unphased by his taunting and cracked her back and shoulders before cracking her knuckles.

"I have unfinished business that my family preferred that I leave behind. Not like you care, of course. Just know that I need to learn to fend for myself and will give you everything I've got. So what if I lose? I need to be toughened up."

She paused long enough to give up a small prayer to the one who would be watching.

"Goddess Xanthorra, if you are watching even us peons, please accept this as my first step toward bringing peace to your people. In order to better the people around me, I must better myself."

Stretching her wings and getting into a fighting stance, she smiled as her silver and purple hair bounced past her shoulders and her wings remained in ready position.

"Come... show me why you aren't in the upper levels fighting the real warriors."

[Falaris]

Falaris looked on in amused awe at this woman, she seemed to think she was tough, powerful, he could tell otherwise. She started spouting cliched overused lines and he found himself drifting off thinking of other things, this girl was such a loss, or would be soon covered in bruises. Then she started praying to that little child of a goddess, it was so drippingly pathetic, servile, it almost turned Falaris's iron stomach. He found himself laughing in scorn, holding his stomach it hurt to laugh so much, after a minute when the laughs supsided he spoke happily

" HAHHAHA, you prey to that little censored of a goddess? She is like a child, even more so than you, an ignorant pathetic child, and a WOMAN at that, just like you. You must have gotten a nock on your head what IS it with you women. You think just because its a little later in our history or we are in a different world that you are strong? You are pathetic, you are designed to cook, clean, and make babies, not fight with men! You are designed for the amusement of men not to be equal with them! You honestly think you can WIN! So you are big, that just means you are even failed for a woman! I am going to show you what happens when women step above their standard, the bruises should fade shortly, and besides, you can cover it up with your wings, now come on darling and lets see what you got "

Falaris laughs and leans against one of the walls in a very unconcerned pose, he stretches his arms up and cracks his knuckles and neck waiting for this woman to make the first move.


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[Ceilia]

He... insulted the goddess? In a place where the sign said that she watches? Boy, did this little lizard have some nerve! Her eyes narrowed, but her temper wasn't obvious. The time for talk had ended as she circled around him looking for an opening. She kept recalling her training and to stay moving. Keeping one fist to her upper body to protect her head she unloaded a jab or two in order to get a feel for his style, leaving enough room to back up and dodge if needed. She seemed cool and calculated, being the type to fight smarter.

She expected him to be a bulldog with his attitude, but she would not turtle up if that was the case... the question would be if he forgot that her wings were present to give her an extra hit if he wasn't expecting it. Using the wings as a riot shield would not be smart against an obviously stronger opponent, that was for sure. If she needed something to slap him with to get out of a grapple, however.

Right now, she needed to know his reach and act accordingly. Would he continue being arrogant? She hoped that would leave an opening.

[Falaris]

Now this was amusing, she was pacing around him like a dog nipping at him to get a feel for how he would react. She continud to amuse him, amuse, not garner respect. She seemed to be thinking too much, people did that too often in a fight which is why Women were of course inferior to men in a fight. In a fight you thought as things came, not ahead, made it easier to flow. Falaris was not an acrobat, he remembered that SS Officer he saved over 60 years ago, that man could flip like no ones business, when he got nocked down he flipped right back up, he remembered the man even now, he was odd...carried a silver jeweled sword with him, it had some sort of seal on it...the name escaped him. Lance Corporal Mali...Malas...eh he didnt care something to that effect, still he was not that man. He was a strong fighter and could be fast, but more of his strength involved him being immovable, he could utilize martial arts if need be but he was by no means good at it. As the woman continued to stay away from him he got up from the wall and cracked his neck speaking, grinning at her

" you don't get it do you Little Girl, you should be cooking dinner for a man, not trying to fight one, and that little goddess you prayed too won't protect you here you pathetic little canary. I fought in World War II, I am one of the most wanted people by Interpol, I have killed more people than you have ever known have lived and you think you will beat me? This is funny! Come on now put down your fists, I don't want to hurt that pretty face with brusies, it would be such a waste. "

Falaris walked forward towards the angel keeping his fists tenses by his sides, as always he was probably underestimating her, but he really didnt care. He HAD in fact been a notorious mass murderer before he didnt see how this world could be any different, sure he hadnt been on any major killing sprees in....hmmm what was it....50, no 40, years. He almost forgot about that 3 year span in Avignon in the 60's, ah that had been the best since the War. Still he didnt see how this could be in any way harder.


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[Ceilia]

"Once again, your flattery will get you nowhere... I need to get tougher. My sister killed my best friend and crippled another friends mother for no other reason than philosophy. At least you had purpose!"

All she had was that whipping from her sister when she confronted her about it. The massive smacks of her wings landing on her spine over and over when Ceilia was down was a pain she would remember for the rest of her life. She continued with her jabs, making him watch her punches until at last during a punch, she also made a swift kick to his kneecap, hoping the jar would leave an opening to the head which she could hammer.

If this landed her the advantage, she would have to stay on him and hard. The trouble was that though she was wise enough to guard the head, the punch also left her midsection wide open.

[Falaris]

The first few times he had helped the germans they had beaten him down, thinking it was some ploy of the allies, why would some random italian do so much at his own risk to help them. They hadnt doen it officaly, just beaten him to try and get him to talk, taking out his legs and kicing him when he was down, their hard boots hurt him like nothing else, the stomps on his spine would have broken that of a human. He disliked helping the Nazi's after that, not for Ideological things after all why did he care if they killed lots of people, he aspired to that, rather because everytime he got a beating. Except from that one SS Officer, after that he made sure to put Falaris on the friend list of the Nazi party, no picture was given, but a special code was passed among Falaris and officers allowing him free pass without beating amongs the Nazi's, he genuinly respected that man, but not enough to find out where he lived. However these beatings had taught him one thing about people who are barely trained in martial arts

They always go for the legs, thighs, or knees than chest and head. Never go to the head first, though they should, they always, KICK!

He had walked closer to her, barely dodging her jabs some of them even hitting him lightly as he ducked, not enough to bother him, he watched her and as he got closer he noticed her making a very common mistake, kicking. As she kicked out he cupped his hands together and lowered them quickly, leaving his body defensless, to be directly in line with her incoming foot intending to grab it and swing her, as much as he could she did seem rather heavy, he may just drop her but he was going to teach her why you never kicked when a person could see what you were doing. Doubtlessly the kick would hurt his hand, but if she didnt pull back she was going flying. He hated being kicked, the foot hurt far worse than a fist ever could, the Nazi's had kicked him so often before that officer, the few allied forces who managed to get to him in time did the same...they of course died because they underestimated him, but still...their feet hurt like sin. This woman was making every mistake in the book, it was going to be an interesting fight.


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[Ceilia]

In World War II, it was doubtful people had wings.

Being the novice she was, her kick was grabbed. In retaliation before he threw her, however, she twisted her whole body during the toss and put her full weight into trying to cold-censored him in the back with the elbow of her wing. This would likely send her to the ground, but she hoped it would stun him long enough for her to get up from a prone position and attack again. She noted to herself that kicking was a bad thing and tried to push up in order to get herself off the ground and into a fighting position, likely about to get attacked again by the lizard.

The more she fought... the more she liked it. As much as she desired to be a peacekeeper, she never realized she had this martial side of her before.

[Falaris]

with an oof he absorbed the impact of the woman's kick with his cupped hands, grabbing a hold of her feet he twirrled his body and threw her across the arena, but as he was twirling so was she. As he released her like a javeline he felt a hard impact on his back directly on his spine from her wing. She was sent flying but she had nailed him right between vertebrae, it felt like a million needles were prickling all over his skin as he was frozen for a second in the pose he had thrown her. Now that was severly uncomfortable, he hated pressure points, and hated when people hit them purely by accident, she COULDN'T have aimed that one while being thrown, still it felt weird, no pain, just inability to move. Slowly the prickling feeling leaves him and he shakes his head looking down at the girl glaring at her

" nice shot girlie, you can give good massages, good for a woman, but try this! "

as he speaks he kicks his feet forward sending a gust of dust at her face hoping to blind her.


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[Ceilia]

She was shaking off the shot from her wing as if she was shaking the pain from a leg off after kicking someone hard. Both of her hands were in the push-up position when he kicked the sand in her eyes. She spat and sputtered with a cough, but her face scrunched into a frustrated smirk.

"I'll try that... but turnabout is fair play..."

Pushing herself up and away from where she heard the voice, she started flapping both wings hard to start kicking up the sand all over the place. If she was going to fight blind, so was he. She knew her flapping couldn't get her in the air, but she knew it could get her vertical after enough beats while kicking up one hell of a bluster of sand in his direction. Trying to get her feet under her so she could stand, she tried to shake the sand from her eyes, knowing that rubbing was not a good idea. Her balance was off as she was flapping... if he managed to land a good one, she would have a hard time blocking.

[Falaris]

Swearing and Misogny ahead

Falaris grinned down at her as the sand hit her in the eyes and laughed with his booming bass echoing around the arena

" Not so cocky now are you you pathetic Big Bird wannabee. oooo I'm strong because I have wings ooooo i'm an angel PAH! YOU ARE A WOMAN! WOMEN DONT FIGHT WOMEN COOK AND PLEASE MEN LEARN THAT SOON BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE ARE EVEN LESS NICE THAN ME! I AM A censored DRAGON WOMAN GET USED TO GETTING YOUR censored BEAT RED BY MEN WHO ARE BETTER THAN YOU! "

He watched as she started trying to rub sand out of her eyes, and as she started flapping her wings

" censored, god damn censored, censored censored censored "

he muttered under his breath in Italian, he threw up his hands over his eyes to cover them, shield them from the sand she was kicking up, it was little better, in fact in many ways it was worse. He couldn't see like this either and he couldnt punch, but at least his eyes werent stinging and when the sand died down he could see, he heard the scrapping sound of her feet on sand as she struggled to her feet and with a very beastial roar he bullrushed forward, huncing his shoulders and lowering his head he rushed headfirst into where she had been when she was standing up hoping to hit her full force in the gut with his bull rush

" GAHHHH LEARN YOUR PLACE censored! "

He spoke gazing into her beautiful eyes what little sense he had in his mind washing away again, when he came to he was going to be quite livid at himself.


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[Ceilia]

Hearing his shouting more than gave away his position. Once balanced, she had seconds to step aside from his raging fury. She had a feeling that she wouldn't be able to fully get out of the way and, thus, crouched low and left her leg out in order to trip some part of him. She kept her head tucked in order to possibly let her shoulder do the trip in the case he was more accurate than she anticipated.

She felt the breeze of his arrival and would smirk if she felt the impact of his foot on her leg or the ram into her shoulder, even if that would sting.

"You are cute when angered, sir... oh, sorry. I forgot I was blind."

[Falaris]

Swearing and Misogny ahead

This woman was really starting to annoy him, she didnt seem to understand her place even after he kept reminding her, well it occured to him that women were stupid so he was probably speaking too fast. As he rushed forward to bulldoze her he felt a hard line hit his feet, he had time to utter a quick swear in Italian before he face planted in the dirt with a hard thump. Not one to be put down that easily he swung his leg lying on his stomach back at where he assumed the angel who tripped him was to nock out her legs. Using the momentum from swinging his leg he quickly got to his feet in a small crouched position, cracking his neck he swore looking to see if he had been able to cause the angel to fall

" just like a woman, can't handel a hit so she just puts obstacles in the way, this is why you should be cooking, you can't really fight you pathetic censored. I am going to beat your censored red and send you home crying to whatever censored up person actually gives a censored about you and then maybe you will have learned your censored lesson! "


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[Falaris]

Swearing and Misogny ahead

This woman was really starting to annoy him, she didnt seem to understand her place even after he kept reminding her, well it occured to him that women were stupid so he was probably speaking too fast. As he rushed forward to bulldoze her he felt a hard line hit his feet, he had time to utter a quick swear in Italian before he face planted in the dirt with a hard thump. Not one to be put down that easily he swung his leg lying on his stomach back at where he assumed the angel who tripped him was to nock out her legs. Using the momentum from swinging his leg he quickly got to his feet in a small crouched position, cracking his neck he swore looking to see if he had been able to cause the angel to fall

" just like a woman, can't handel a hit so she just puts obstacles in the way, this is why you should be cooking, you can't really fight you pathetic censored. I am going to beat your censored red and send you home crying to whatever censored up person actually gives a censored about you and then maybe you will have learned your censored lesson! "


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[Ceilia]

She was crouching at the time, so the kick had landed right on her butt which caused her to roll forward. After another roll she frowned and rubbed her tail bone as she rested on her knees. Squinting, she was beginning to see again through the sand as she just stared at the man and his ranting. She slowly got to her feet and rubbed the back of her forearm across her brow, taking off some of the remaining sand from her own eyes.

"I suppose that makes you a woman for putting sand in my face first... so, sister... are you done talking yet, or would you care to join me in baking some cookies?"

His anger was his greatest weakness. The more rage he spent, the more energy he would spend... as well as the less he would think. She waited for the roaring fool to retaliate. Ceilia's wings fluttered behind her as she put her fists up one more time.

[Falaris]

Swearing Misogny and very slight sexual inneuendo

He smiled down at the woman sprawled on the ground, his foot had caught her square in the bum and nocked her forward, for the moment she was on the ground he enjoyed the view like the lecher he was. The of course she got up and spoke, something that a woman should not do in his opinion, and what she said just made him a little angry, but also was rather amusing. He looked at her and cocked his mouth in a grin.

" Very nice bum, nice and tight, shame I found that out by kicking it but perhaps we can change that later after you've learned your lesson. It's good to see you have a little spark of personality, humor, however bad, suits a bad woman, and I do say bad because I doubt you'd be good at anything, I mean you can't fight, can't even hurt me, and seem to always get in the way of my feet and hands. Look at those pathetic wings can you do anything but flail with them? I mean I have seen angels and those are sad wings, too large, clunky, and oversized, just like you. They were definatly scrapping the bottom of the Anyeli gene pool when they created you, it looks like they just threw together a bunch of body parts to make you without caring what the censored the result would look like. And here you are, one seriously censored up end result, pathetic, dont have the body or strength for anything so you attempt to use words, and faily even at that, you are amusingly Pathetic. Now come on darling, lets get a little closer shall we? "

Falaris sprinted a little forward scrapping to a halt a few feet from her slidding towards her swinging his fist at the side of her body while putting his other fist horizontally on his chest ready to move to protect any part of his body at a moments notice.


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[Ceilia]

Ah, the forward momentum of a punch. She was actually enjoying his stupidity... she probably wouldn't consider him for anything more than a punching bag, though.

Taking a hold of his arm, she performed a simple Judo throw to once again place him to the ground. She had the momentum, and would a simple human have tossed him, he might have landed on his feet. No, her wing would be going right between his legs hard as she tossed him over her shoulder and giving her even more pain and distance.

Oh well, he wanted to get closer, right?

If she left him on the ground, she would hop back a few steps and keep her distance just to make him more angry... though there was still a chance that he could find away out of the toss.

[Falaris]

Swearing and very slight sexual reference

That was stupid, very stupid, he should have known that would happen. He got into so many fights where that was the result, a punch followed by a throw he should have seen that coming. Falaris skidded to punch her only to see her duck to the side and grab his wrist, twisting she flipped him over her back, that was bad enough, but a rock hard wing came up and hit him....in a very sensitive area causing him to groan in pain as he fell and hit the ground hard. He lowered his hands as he curled his feet up in the fetal position cradiling where her wing hit, he whimpered for a second before slowly getting to his feet. His eyes were blazing and dark as he stood and glared at her his slitted grey eyes staring into her.

" Normally I like pain, I love it in fact, but that right there is uncalled for in any battle, once again just like a woman looking for a quick weakpoint well come on. If you are truly a fighter come on and lets see how you do in a matched battle where I am not making foolish mistakes, which I wont be again COME ON censored! "

Falaris screamed across at her waving her forward with his hand in the traditional style.


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