Hearing the voice of Suzaku close by Angela turned back towards where the captive where being hold, it seemed the he was also not pleased by what the other had done but unlike herself was able to do something about it. Feeling her ears twich at the channage of a duel between him and one of the other soilder she turned back to see it only to hear most of them step down.
"What do you think you're doing? Shouldn't you be elsewhere? Like... polishing my armour or seeing to my dinner?"
Turning towards the duo colored winged unicorn (Cebrian) she glared at him, "Oh wasn't able to win your self a wife to make your dinner? Are you really that weak that you couldn't go an get your own slave?" she asked as she stepped forward towards him.
Cebrian actually growled like an angry wolf, deep from the back of his throat. He drew himself up, and electricity sparked about his scarred mouth before he controlled it and literally bit it back, swallowing it easily.
"I have plenty of slaves, broodmare," he said darkly. "Expensive, well-trained ones. I would not waste their talents here."
He gave a haughty shake of his head, mohawk shifting with the motion, and agitated his wings, pinions rattling.
"If you aren't here to make yourself useful to me, then get you gone from my sight and my tent before I make you useful, like it or not."
Darya (full size edit can be found in profile)
Allegiance: Imperial Empire
Physical Combat: Rank 4
Magic: Rank 4 Electricity; Volt Charge
Profession(s): Bard, Animal Tamer (Solider)
Items: An off-white saddlebag containing some snacks (one should never be without cookies!), a royal blue cloak, and a small orange pebble.
Bio: Darya is in general, excitable. She was raised in a family of some standing and destined for the army. Although she would much rather write poems.
Darya was bored. And cold. But mostly bored.
She'd been sitting there by the fire for hours, and hours, and hours with absolutely nothing to do! Which, in reality had been less than half an hour, but she would never admit to having that short an attention span. Darya had busied herself watching the prisoners, feeling slightly sorry for them. Don't get me wrong! She didn't pity them because they were bound, cold, forced to due menial labor, and being beaten up for little reason. She pitied them because they hadn't been born perfect. 'Twas there lot for being born anything but the all-mighty WingedUnicorn.
Oh well, at least it had produced quite a show until that new, commoner Seventh Knight showed up and ruined the fun. She had barely suppressed her giggles when the strange, mohawked solider (Cebrian) had marched off in a huff. Perhaps she should join in the fun? Carefully keeping her cloak out of the fire, she stood and approached the group surrounding their leaders making a point to avoid eye contact with the exotic Unicorn (Vincenza) and bowed to her leader (Fifth Knight).
"Is something the matter commander?"
((That took waaay too long to type up))
Suzaku watched Cebrian like a hawk and duly noted his absolute disgust at coming in contact with Vincenza. This one was a lost cause if the Rebels got hold of him. Or worse, if they somehow defeated the Empire. They'd be perfectly justified in executing him on the spot... if he was lucky.
"Nothing you need to get involved in," he replied mechanically to Vincenza, and by proxy to Darya, even though she hadn't asked him. He'd leave Christine to do the talking. Wasn't really his thing.
Suzaku's sharpened gaze flicked abruptly to Caddie. Some of his smaller feathers suddenly stood on end. It was hard to be sure if his next action was intentional, but the Knight wordlessly shed his glorious blue and gold cape and dropped it squarely over the chilly prisoner (Luna). Suzaku rolled his shoulders and flared his wings once, fully turning to face Caddie.
Whether Caddie actually meant to fight Suzaku or whether he was asking for Luna, he was getting Suzaku. The Seventh Knight's stance shifted suddenly to one that was very obviously meant for fighting, as he lowered his center of gravity and held out his wings just the tiniest bit, ready to use them to move away.
He said nothing, and merely performed the slight bow used to initiate traditional Imperial honorable duels.
((Rekka: ... It is bad that I think Caddie is adorable in a psychotic kind of way? Oh, and two obligatory warnings:
1) RAID BOSS! Well, not quite, but Suzaku is pretty much only 7th Knight because the other positions are filled and he doesn't like to use the weapon that WOULD make him nearly unstoppable.
2) I will be in and out today but I shall try to keep this fight going. B] ))
(( OOC!Suzaku: COME AT ME BRO. ))
((Eh, I don't think there's anything wrong with that. I love him too.))
Eeee! A fight! Caddie had been desperate for a fight since they had set up camp and was on the brink of going even crazier than he already was.
He ditched the back piece of armour and allowed it to land on the floor with a dull clang. With a creepy grin, his exoskeleton magic spread down his body, forming his infamous bone armour. For some, it was the last thing they ever saw.
Of course, on the miniscule chance that he might actually win, Caddie could go up in the ranks, but as far as he was concered, a fight was a fight was a fight. Regardless of who it was against.
He crouched low, rump in the air and wings flared, eyes fixed on Suzaku.
"ReadysetGO!" he cried and launched himself at the Seventh Knight, aiming the pointy bits of his armour at anywhere where it'd hurt.
"Hmph, who would want to help you anyways? I said any-body not any pony i AM the mortician after all." the wicked grin that followed that statement as her eyes followed Cebrian. As if nothing had happened Vincenza's moved back to her bored curious look, though the play never left her eyes.
Another mare Darya had walked by blatently ignoring her but she new she was better and smirked moving herself close to the new mare making it a point to get really close, "oh sure, he's fine. Just seeing what the commotion was all about. Right boss?" her voice had a sarcastic tone with some play though it was chock full of pitty the poor beings and curiosity. "I am not one to speak for him though.. I might say the boys were having some.. Sport? I would say?"
When sazuka had spoken up she grinned another wicked grin and stepped back a bit allowing any others to step forward. When Caddie bolted forward she hopped out of the way and watched what would happen her grin evidence to her amusement.
(edited for other posts)
Allegiance: Imperial Empire
Physical Combat: Rank 4
Magic: Rank 4 - Light - Regeneration
Items: A small bag packed with a few days worth of food/water; a dark green cloak, and a few feathers braided into her mane; a full set of golden armor.
A cautious, silent mare who keeps to herself.
Her long, wavy mane billowing around her, Isolde lounged near a camp fire, watching with faint amusement as her comrades taunted and tortured those lowly prisoners. There was one, a spitfire palamino (Luna) who actually went so far as to challenge the Imperials to a duel. A thin finger ran up the winged unicorn's spine at the thought of what she would do were she to break loose. That big oaf, Alexsei, and that bone-covered fool, Caddie, obviously didn't believe she was a threat, however, as they were going so far as to set her loose so that she could fight.
What happened next wasn't anticipated and rather entertaining.
Just as the fools were about to set her loose, Suzaku, of all ponies, entered the scene, and after a few exchanged words, challenged Caddie to a duel. The stallion accepted, and Isolde settled herself into a more comfortable position, watching eagerly.
Her wings shacking in anger as he called her broodmare she beard her teeth as she hold back a growl. How dare he call her that, she was no broodmare! "I am sureee you do..." said she sarcastically to Cebrian as she walked towards the center of the camp.
It seemed one of the ponies had taken Suzaku up in his offer to fight and seeing a winged unicorn getting beaten by him would brighten up her mood. Finding a place out of sight of the new slaves she watched as Caddie launched himself at Suzaku.
Well, the subtlety was not strong in this one. Such a head-on attack was common among reckless gladiators with no hope. But fine, he'd play with the crazy soldier.
At the very last second, the Phoenix dodged just barely far enough to the side in order to avoid the strike, taking full advantage of his lighter form against his much heavier opponent. He turned on a dime to lash one of his back legs out in a kick to Caddie's armor. The strike was snakelike in its velocity and it would almost certainly hit, for Suzaku's kicks were not known to miss... but where it would hit and how much of the armor would crack would vary.
(( It should be noted that his kicks possess greater-than-normal strength, enough to dent most armor and crack other types, in compensation for his general lack of magic. Many ponies also go flying from a direct hit, unless significantly heavier than him. ))
(without items and with his mane braided against his neck to keep it out of the way)
Allegiance: neutral, so far
Physical Combat: Rank 4
Magic: Rank 1 - Shadowborn
- Description: Heightened vision and the ability to meld with the shadows are the characteristics of these stealthy magicians. Though they never truly vanish, their opponents would never know the difference.
Rank 1: Kaitou sees unusually well even in near total darkness, but has no command over the shadows themselves yet. As long as there is even a tiny bit of light, he can make out distinct forms that are little more than blurry motion to other ponies.
Items: Nothing besides a set of almost unnoticeable, flat, black saddlebags that hold the tools of his trade that can't be easily replaced or picked up (for example, he doesn't carry any lock picks since he usually fashions them from random objects like a bone splinter, the shaft of a sturdy feather (watch out, winged ponies :P) or scraps of metal) such a metal fishing hook, two or three tiny bottles of poisons he tends to coat his hornblade with and a small coil of metal wire he can use to kill with but is actually meant to open doors and windows with.
Bio: Kaitou is a Thief (yes, with a capital :P), trickster and scammer who lives by his own rules and morale. He finds great joy in testing ponies he thinks are interesting through games only he knows the rules off. If he deems you worthy, he will treat you as a friend, though that's not necessarily a good thing... He used to have a mate and has sired at least one foal on her, but the current whereabouts of both are unknown.
Most of his public face is fake. He shows a pleasant facade most of the time and is quite easy to get along with initially. Under the outside mask, he's actually slightly insane, though it doesn't effect his judgment or skills. There are two sides to his personality: the playful prankster who seeks to be the center of attention and the darker, more dangerous ShadowThief. Kait will steal anything that sparks his interest, up to and including information and lives, though that isn't a common occurrence.
Kaitou was experiencing a strange feeling of deja-vu. Getting caught by unfriendly natives again, yeah, not amusing in any way. Being imprisoned (though getting chained out in the cold took the cake as far as accommodations went, he'd been in better dungeons as well as worse inns, come to think of it) was becoming a habit he had to break. Making a mental note, he went on with pretending to polish totally worthless armor. He was starting to suspect they kept the items around just to provide stupid, mindless menial labor for the unfortunate sods who found themselves captured by these army-types. He conveniently ignored the fact that he was just as stuck as the others around him. Only a minor set-back, really.
The thief was actually glad they had chosen to put the prisoners outside. Sure, he was freezing his tail off, but it also gave him the opportunity to look around and learn whatever he could about where he was and how the mostly armor-clad ponies-in-charge ran the show. So far, he had a better opinion of his captor then he had of his fellow prisoners. There was one mare (Luna) who seemed dead set on causing trouble, quite possibly getting herself killed in the process, but that was fine with Kait. It gave him more opportunities to observe without having to do something himself. Fights were good, as long as he didn't have to participate in them himself.
He felt really lucky when the scuffle attracted the attention of others and almost giggled with glee when some of them seemed to be high or high-ish in rank. This was getting good! He abandoned all pretense of working and settled down to watch, using one of the armor pieces to keep his rump off the frozen soil.
(Can you tell I hate start-posts? :P)
The kick met it's mark. Of course it did. This was the Knight of Seven after all. It struck Caddie on the right side and the bone armour cracked substancially. Caddie himself was shunted to the left a couple of feet. He dug in his hooves and managed to bring himself to a stop before he went too far.
He swung himself back around the right way again. It had hurt, a lot, but Caddie didn't care, that was all part of the fight. And fighting was what he lived for. His grin never wavered. Manipulating his exoskeleton, he concentrated it to his wings and created wings blades. He charged again, aiming low for the legs or the underbelly.
Even Suzaku found that grin a little disturbing. This guy was way too enthusiastic for someone who was in all likelihood about to get his face pushed into the dirt. Forcefully.
Those blades, that could be a problem. The armor was already a big enough problem without using weapons to defend. Suzaku backed himself up near one of the many trees spread out through the area, subtly, and waited for Caddie's not-so-subtle approach (really, was he going for a low strike on a shorter pony?) before leaping straight up into one of the lower branches. He was banking on Caddie being too reckless and bloodthirsty to notice all the small branches that would catch on his much broader wingspan if he tried to follow.
And if he didn't, it still gave him a moment to find something else to pry that armor away.
Christine wasn't surprised by Suzaku pushing her away, he pushed everything away until it all but consumed him. The white mare stepped back and gave him space, sighing a little bit under her breath and keeping her own stance (while not a battle stance, it was one that would let her move quickly).
When Darya approached Christine nodded to the mare and gave her a gentle smile. Darya was a good mare, and Christine was happy to have her in her ranks. Caddie on the other hand, was proving more than a handful. They couldn't all be the perfect fit for her, after all. "Nothing is the matter." Her voice was mature and sweeping, years beyond her age. "I have my eye on things." The fifth knight then glanced over a Vincenza and thought for a moment. That mare was in Suzaku's ranks, and while Christine did have the authority over Suzaku and his own soldiers, she didn't trust the unicorn for what she was about to ask.
Christine ushered Darya a little bit away, still keeping her eyes on the fight that was now started between Suzaku and Caddie. She shook her head a little as the foolish WU stallion charged Suzaku head on. Then Christine turned to Darya and looked her in the eyes, speaking softly. "I would like you to go get Isolde and check on the prisoners. Tell Isolde to heal any who may have been hurt from the," Christine paused, her sense of justice pining to say something else, "from the other guards who fought them." Christine turned back to the fight. "And that is a command, not a request."
THUNK was the noise Caddie made as he went straight into the tree. "Whee~" he said as the stars disappeared from his sight.
Once he recognised which way round he was, Caddie spotted Suzaku in the tree. He looked at the tree, then back at Suzaku. Rinse and repeat. A metaphorical lightbulb went on in his head. Getting up the tree would be too much effort, so instead he rammed his entire weight into the tree in an atempt to knock Suzaku out of it.
Thank the spirits, the tree was large and tough. It barely moved when Caddie rammed it, and thus Suzaku remained fairly stable. Under different circumstances, he might've found it comical.
Caddie did, however, begin to dislodge some snow... the first hint was a sprinkling of the white stuff. Suzaku noticed this quickly.
The Phoenix reached up, carefully at first, then violently shook one of the branches. The result? Enough falling snow to mostly bury Caddie, and a number of pine cones that would ping rather distractingly off his body.
Right when the snow fell, Suzaku too made his leap, practically blending in with the snow and pinecones in a blur. He aimed to land on the Imperial's back, out of reach of the blades.
Robin's feathers ruffled even more when Cebrian replied as if he were speaking down to him. However it was when the Seventh Knight appeared that things started to get interesting. Although Robin wasn't keen on the idea of being lead by a phoenix, he had earned the crossbred WU's respect by his physical prowess in battle. But it was a delight to see Cebrian squirm and hold himself back. Robin grinned at how this irked the mohawk stallion.
The turn of events though changed when Cebrian refused to take on the challenge that Suzaku made. Robin's eyes narrowed as he glared up at his bowing possition on the ground and standing as Caddie was'offered' a duel by the Seventh Knight. "Coward," he hissed under his breath and swung his head back to watch the happenings between Caddie and Suzaku.
"Oof!" The snow landed on the unsuspecting Caddie, as well as the extra weight, his legs buckled slightly but he stayed upright. He'd fought enemies before that had tried that before. Suzaku had sucessfully landed on Caddie's back. Caddie noticed the Seventh Knight on his back and jumped and bucked and basically turned into a bucking bronco. Let's hope Suzaku had a decent grip.
Success! Of course, Suzaku didn't really know exactly what he was going to do when he landed, inspiration came quickly as Caddie thrashed about, trying to dislodge the Phoenix.
Mindful of the blades, Suzaku attempted to adjust his grip to grasp the wings in his forelimbs. Some of the bone would still poke at him, but it was a small price to pay...
Suzaku made to wrench the wings the way a human would twist and lock someone's arm, and would then attempt to force Caddie to surrender from excruciating (but non lethal or even severely damaging) pain.
Caddie buck and jumped, and jumped and bucked. Suzaku managed to lock his wings behind him and keep them there. It hurt, oh man it hurt. But this didn't deterr Caddie in the slighest. Pain was a part of the fight, pain was good. Sure, it might snap a wing, but what the heck, it would just be a scratch. Caddie was as determined as he was crazy and seemed to be fuelled by the pain being caused by Suzaku's restraint. With the Seventh Knight on his back, he went to ram into the tree from earlier in order to dislodge Suzaku.
Tree incoming, abort, abort...
That's what his mind told him, anyway. Instead of simply retreating, the Phoenix increased his painful grip on the wing closest to the tree and put it between himself and said tree. The impact was still imminent, but if Caddie followed through, he could possibly break his own wing and Suzaku wouldn't be receiving the full brunt of the strike.
Suzaku prepared to roll using momentum from the impact, bracing himself for a bit of bruising.
Caddie kept going. Of course he kept going, nothing was going to stop him from smashing up an enemy the best he could. He met the tree with full force and there was a horrible snap from his wing but Caddie thought nothing of it. Whether or not Suzaku had come out any worse he didn't know, hopefully he'd have done a little damage.
Watching the fight between Suzaku and Caddie she looked up as she heard the voice of the Knight of Five ordered someone to get a healer to check over the capitives. Turning her head so that she could watch the Knight as she gave out the order, she wasn't sure what to make of that Winged Unicorn. From what she had seen she seemed reasonable but at the same time she was a winged unicorn and it was because of her breed that she was in this perdicterment.
Turning back to the fight in front of her as Caddie charged towards a tree with Suzaku in his back she waited to see what they where going to do.
A layer of light spread itself between Suzaku and Caddie, and enveloped Caddie. Christine walked up to the two and stood in front of them. She focused her power for a moment to make sure neither could move, bending the light to her will creating a force field of sorts. Her powers were strong but her authority was stronger, and not even Suzaku could deny this.
Christine's golden eyes rested on Suzaku and she raised her eyebrows, and if telling him subconsciously that he had proven himself and could let go. She then turned her eyes to Caddie and had a stiff, reprimanding look. "Return to the camp at once." Her face was not completely uncaring, but the irritation was clearly there. Christine's voice softened a little, but only for a moment. "We'll fix up your wing."
The mare waited for Caddie to leave, or at least pull his attention somewhere else when she took a step closer to Suzaku. "Are you hurt? You shouldn't have done that, and you know it." Her face was still moderately unreadable, but Suzaku would recognize the look in her eyes instantly. "Don't be stupid, you shouldn't be adding fuel to the fire and you know it."
(Revising post due to ninja interrupt..)
Quote Suzaku Kururugi:
((my bad Suzy-Q D:))
Alexsei merely stood by in mild disbelief, shaking his head as he watched. His teeth gritted as he heard the snap come from Caddie, even among all the sounds of the fighting. That was gonna leave a mark.
"Damn fool's gonna get himself killed. Seven isn't going to give up. Didn't climb to the top of the Gladiator's ring backing down from fights."
But he didn't add, maybe we should help him. Alexsei didn't really care if the others thought him a coward in this case, because fighting with Suzaku was suicide.
Suddenly, an interrupt on behalf of Christine.
Alexsei "hmph"ed to himself, then added, "Never mind."
The makeshift plan went as intended. Suzaku felt his own bones rattle a little as Caddie collided with the tree, but rather than resist it, he allowed himself to be jarred by the impact and used the momentum to dismount and roll away, quickly springing back to his hooves. That was going to become a headache later, he guessed.
He waited, then, to see if Caddie would charge him yet again... or if he would surrender.
But it never came. A wall of light rose up around him and Suzaku was trapped like a rat in a box. The Phoenix shrieked his anger and lifted both back legs to deliver a kick to the forcefield that would've shattered most barriers, but was ineffectual here. For a moment, some feral instinct overcame him and he bashed himself into the barrier, losing that calm he'd had before.
By the time Christine spoke to him, his eyes were wild with a beast's fury. Something not unlike intense loathing marred his face, but he would not backtalk her. Not yet. Even when she lowered the barrier, he said nothing to her. He just glared, cautiously moved away from her, retrieved his cape from Luna, and stormed away.
He stopped only to stand by Angela for the matter of seconds it took him to issue an order:
"See to it that the prisoners get some warm rations and a blanket," he said, barely refraining from snapping at his soldier and speaking just loud enough that Alexsei could hear. "The Emperor didn't order them frozen," he added bitterly, voice suddenly taking a turn for the colder once more.
Caddie recovered from the crash into the tree and wheeled himself round to attack again. He began charging but went straight into Christine's forcefield wall instead. "Noooo!" he wailed, "I wasn't done yet!" He pawed at the light wall like a child pawing at the front window of a toy shop.
But nevertheless, he did as he was told. Christine was his boss, after all. He huffed and pouted, but stood down. However, in his head he chanted 'Killitkillitkillitkillitkillit' in his head. His bloodlust wasn't satisfied yet. He wanted mooooore!
Watching as the Fifith Knight pulled Caddie and Suzaku apart from the fight as she stood at attention, watching Caddie and Christine as she tired to figure out Christine's game. Standing in place she saluted Suzaku as he stood along side of her and gave her orders. "Yes Sir. Right away sir."
Waiting until Suzaku was out of site she started a head count of the ponies chained to the cold ground before checking her count again until she was sure she had all the ponies accounted for before she made her way towards one of the supply tents. Looking around she was happy to see that for the moment the tent was unmanned so that she wouldn't have to deal with anyone thinking she was one of the slaves, or having to explain her orders. Making her way imbedently to some of the good blankets she put them over her back and then left the tent.
Weaving in and out of the tent as she passed solitary confinement, and a red earthy pony in one of the cages, until she was in front of the pale yellow earth pony (Luna) that had been fighting before.
"By the grace of the Emperor you will be given blankets and a warm meal. I would suggest that you use them properly or they will be taken away." Angela said in a borad and flat tone like they where lines she had been forced to memorize as she gave a blanket to each of the capture ponies.
"You will be given your meals in a moment while the cook is being informed." she finished as she looked down at the ponies.
To say Luna was not surprised when the white phoenix(Suzaku) placed his cape over her would be an enormous understatement. Needless to say, that in that instant the seventh night had earned the mare's respect. Intrigued by the unique gold trimmed garment, she turned her head to peer at the few ornamental gold stitchings that adorned the strange blue fabric. It was warm, quite warm, but Luna didn't dare let herself get used to it, knowing that as a prisoner such a luxury wouldn't last.
And so it didn't with the duel decided ended Luna, strangely, respectfully returned the cape to its rightful owner. Apparently she didn't hold the same animosity for the phoenix as she had her jailor and the other winged unicorns. Her own generosity spent, and the seventh night apparently gone, the palomino's two-toned eyes narrowed darkly on her jailor (Alexsei) once more, and she made to pull back on the chains again when a natural painted pegasus (Angela)mare arrived with blankets. Luna listened in silence, but her own curiosity had gotten the better of her and she couldn't help her self.
"Why do they think they're so much better?" She inquired gently, as she lifted her hind leg pulling, almost habitually, at the chains.
Though Cebrian had been ordered back to his tent, and had seen off that noxious broodmare (Angela) in the process, he couldn't resist it when the sounds of the fight really broke out. Half way into the warmth of his tent as he was, he withdrew and turned about, slinking back to see what was going on.
Again he drew alongside Robin, the unfortunate red WU just happening to be on the same side of the makeshift battleground as he was. He watched silently, taking in each of Suzaku's moves in response to the wild flailing of Caddie.
Really there was no comparison between the two. Caddie's attacks were wild, over-executed and predictable while Suzaku's mind was as quick as his reflexes. He didn't need to outfight the WU - he out-thought him at every turn.
"That WU," he said darkly, wincing a little as Caddie's wing snapped against the tree. "Is an utter disgrace. I do believe he's three dogs short of a hunting pack..."
Absently, he scratched the back of his left hindleg with the right, causing a soft rustling of the skins about his shins.
"Still. Better to be WU and mad than no WU at all..."
He watched as the broodmare brought blankets for the prisoners, his icy eyes narrowing in the black of his face. He knew she wouldn't do so without orders, and that only disgusted him more.
((Edited because I forgot something.