Oh yes. There will be blood.

[Vhakti]

"Sa... lemme get dis straight."

Vhakti was standing straight and rigid, arms folded accross her chest. She was a wirey built trolless, and a natural contortionist. As of this moment, Jemmalass had likely never seen her so rigid. Angry orange eyes bored into his own as the warrior drummed her two fingers on a stiff bicep.

"She.. invited ya ova. Ta talk 'bout ya 'sword'?"

Jemmalass was a large troll. He was a thickly built troll. He wore armor that seemed to radiate molten lava and his arms were capable of crushing skulls. At this moment, none of it mattered.

"Ah--"

"Stop," Vhakti interrupted, holding up a hand. She looked livid. "Stop. Nah.. dis... 'Lupa'. Ya say she a nice lady. Who.. smiled atcha. An'.. invited ya ova.. ta talk 'bout ya 'sword'.."

Jemmalass opened his mouth to speak, but it was too late. The pink haired trolless was on the move, a gigantic blood stained axe in hand, the buried anger of a million possessive trollesses surfacing as she left their nagrand home. If her husband said anything, she did not hear. All Vhakti knew was that there would be blood.

Oh yes. There would be blood.

[Vhakti]

She wasn't much of a blacksmith at heart, but Vhakti was known to tinker here and there with armor and weapons. She remembered making her first axe, and using it to cleave the skulls of quillboar. Sometimes the smell of melting metal made her reminiscent of easier days, when her dad taught her the do's and don't's of forging, and she was looking foward to joining the military and making him proud.

Now she was stalking through the Lower City of Shattrath, which was a weird place to say the least. Aliens and children everywhere, the latter of which gave her creepy vibes when she realized that she might end up having a couple of her own, soon. She recalled she and Jemmalass' last argument, and how it ended up with bloody wrestling and several hours of fervent troll sex.

Grip tightening around her axe, she looked around for something out of place. Another trolless. One that she knew to have had long white hair, and a resemblance to the forest trolls. Although her eyes were clouded with anger, Vhakti managed to spot someone fitting that description.

Actually, two.

One of them was the matron of the orphanage.

The other was a trolless with the exact same description, who seemed to be tinkering with a few pieces of metal. She was inside of a small and rather empty shop. Vhakti's head turned back and forth, from the matron to the engineer.

Deciding against pitting a fight against a woman who handled dozens of children, she decided to approach the engineer.

"..pa'don me. But is ya miss Lupa?"


-- ((OOC: I'd just like to let everyone know. I just realized what the Shattrath Orphanage's matron's name is in reference to. Her name is Malice. Matron Malice was Drizzt Do'Urden's mother in the Forgotten Realms. *sigh/facepalm* Sorry, had to get that out of my system. Moving on...)) --

[Lupa]

Lower City was bustling today. Lupa had a steady stream of customers to her tinker kiosk looking for repairs to jumper cables, specialty ammunition, seaforium charges, E-Z throw Dynamite and other smaller incidental tasks.

It was mid morning and she had just completed an adjustment to some dwarf hunter's rifle scope when she decided to take a break and pour herself some tea.

Sitting on her wooden stool she sipped the tea and surveyed the Lower City grounds. All the trades kiosks were doing a good business. She took a nibble on a bagel she bought from the baked goods vendor at the far end of the row. Over to her far left down the alley she saw the lumpy mass of that ogre, sitting as he always did looking at apparently nothing.

Beyond the ogre, among the crowds gathered near the battle recruiters a slight commotion was brewing. She saw the crowd part slightly as a pinkish haired troll woman with a rather large axe pushed past them with an obvious urgency.

Lupa watched her as she stode purposefully towards the shop.

" Nah dere goes a womin wit a mission, eh Tempest? " she said idly to the large Worg lying half asleep beside the kiosk table.

The troll made her way the orphanage next to her kiosk, paused, then turned towards Lupa and strode in.

"..pa'don me. But is ya miss Lupa?" she asked.

Lupa set her teacup down and nodded to the woman.

" Dat is it chile. You be needin some work done? Mah rates are pretteh decen."

[Vhakti]

Vhakti felt her lip twitch.

"Nah.. ah don' need na wo'k done."

Hoisting her axe from her back, she slammed it down against the ground, causing it to shake with a sudden bout of electricity that was fueled by the pink-haired trolless' rage. Her hands almost radiated fire.

"..ah'm he'e t'talk 'bout wah it ain' a gwood idea t'invite someone else's mate ova t'talk about 'is 'sword'."

[Lupa]

At the impact of the axe against the ground Lupa slid her stool back from the table slightly. wa dis womin crazeh? she thought. Beside the table Tempest's head shot up in alert watchfulness.

" Wha joo be talkin 'bout chile? Wha mate an wha sword? An joo bes be takin yo tempah outtah mah shop. Ah don hole wit no disrepec."

[Vhakti]

"Oh, you wan' respec' huh?" She growled, hoisting her axe over her shoulder again, her orange eyes glancing for a moment at the wolf.

"Well tell dat ta yase'f nex' tahm ya decide ta lay ya han' on mah mate! Jemmalass to'd me 'bout ya lil' invitation, an' ah dwon' take kidnleh ta nobody tryin' ta shack up wit' what's mahn!"

[Sulajin]

Thunder rolled across the city, causing a few of the strange bird-men to turn to the sky. The day was sunny and clear. There should be no noise like that today.

After the momentary distraction had passed, the burly one with the ruffled feathers turned back down to the intruder hanging by his knees from the edge of their roost and giggling.

"Go, you damn fool Troll!"

Hnhnhnhnhn! But you don't smell it? Feather Face needs to clear his beak!"

"What was tha-"

"Pink Friend is here... hnhnhnhnhn!"

And with that the intruder was gone, leaving his disgruntled host to preen himself back into calm.

Gom'zal was back on the hunt.

[Lupa]

" Jemmalass ya seh? Ah yes. Ah be rememberin nah. He be dat strappin hunk of man ah was talkin wit aftah the meetin last week. But you got it wrong. He alredeh done shown me his sword. What ah did was invite him ovah for some tea."

Lupa's hand slid as she spoke under the kiosk table to gasp the handle of the wooden club she had stashed underneath for 'security' purposes.

" Ah didn know he had a mate. He nevah mention ya. Didn seem tah mind none when ah squeezed his arm. "

[Vhakti]

Vhakti's eyes widened increadilously. She tightened the grip on her axe, swallowing a lump in her throat as she repeated the words serenity now, serenity now, serenity now in her head, like her father taught her.

"..'e ain' exactly di sma'test mon when it come ta dat so't o' t'ing. 'e prolleh din' realize dat ya was swome man-eatin' fores'-floozy."

Bringing her axe back to the ready position, she eyed her up and down.

"Nah ah'm jus' gonna wa'n ya once.. keep ya han's offa mah mate, o' ah'll make su'e dey don' touch nottin' eva again!"

[Sulajin]

There is a soft spot. Between rib and hip, a place with no bone, and less muscle. Gom'zal could very easily see the exposed soft spot on his Pink Friend...

He could also see her axe, which may or may not have contributed to his decision to lay his chin on Vhakti's shoulder and announce "Two heads!" in a loud voice.

[Lupa]

" Man-eatin' fores'-floozy!?" Lupa said, feeling her trollish blood start to boil.

She stood up slowly, brandishing her club and tapping her foot in irritation.

" Nah joo listen hea. Don be blamin meh iffen yo can't trus you man. Ah done nuttin wrong. Ah look at his sword and invited him fo tea, nuttin else. It was all friendleh lahk."

Lupa suddenly slammed the club down on top of the wooden worktable, sending the teacup and assorted components sailing into the air. Tempest winced.

"Nah, you bes be takin back dose words." Lupa said menacingly. "Ah won be takin dat from no jealous dakhspeah chile."

[Vhakti]

"Who you callin' a chile??" Vhakti said, shoving Gom'zal's head off of her shoulder. He only added to her irritation, at that moment..

"An' ah can trust Jemma plenteh! Mebbe ya shou'd lea'n ta keep ya big greaseh 'ands ta yase'f, o' at leas' -ask- if dey be taken' o' na!"

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[Sulajin]

He giggled, sprawling out on the ground.

"Oily hands, pink hair. What happens when de oily hands get in de pink hair? Hnhnhnhhn!"

[Lupa]

Lupa cast a quick glance at the strange troll rolling around on her floor, then returned her gaze upon the troll woman, fixing her with a dangerous stare.

" Joo threatenin me nah?" She jabbed her club forward to poke Vhakti in the shoulder with the blunt tip.

" Don be startin somethin ya can finish chile!"

Beside her Tempest growled. Lupa raised her hand to settle him down.

" Nah worries Tempest. Ah gots dis in han all bah mahsef."

[Vhakti]

"I ain' threatenin' ya, ah'm jus' givin' ya di same wa'nin' ah give anyone who wan's a piece o' mah mate."

Vhakti batted away the club with the back of her hand.

"An' dat shou'dnah come as a saprahs ta someone wit' an ounce o' Dah'kspea' decency."

[Lupa]

" No one evah accused meh of havin eneh Dah'kspea' decency. "

Lupa moved from behind the worktable, holding the club crosswise in both hands and approached Vhakti, orange eyes blazing with anger.

" Nah, GIT OUTAH MAH STORE! " she shouted as she thrust the club forward, shoving the troll woman backwards with considerable force.

[Tillna]

((Oh Gomzal, how Zart wants to beat you

[Vhakti]

Vhakti eyed Lupa up and down, tossing her axe aside.

"Oh, ya done it nah, gi'leh.."

She had a conversation with Niethan, weeks before, about how it was unnaceptable to use an axe as a means of argument. After all, while troll regeneration was steadfast, it was also possible to injure someone else who was not a troll, and generally make things messy. It was for this reason that Vhakti balled up her fist and swung it at Lupa's jaw.

"Nobodeh touches Vhakti Rahdaka!"

[Lupa]

The fist connected with her jaw with a jarring blow. Lupa's head swung back and to the side from the force, a brief flurry of stars burst across her vision.

She took a step back and shook her head clear. She regarded the troll woman before her, who was standing there fists raised at the ready and slightly shaking the hand that had made contact.

Lupa opened her hand and let the club drop to the ground. Tempest alternated his gaze to the woman and his mistress questioningly, but did not budge as he was instructed.

Lupa wiped some spittle from her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Oh, it be on..! "

With a warcry in Amani she launched herself forward at Vhakti, arms outstretched to grasp her across her waist and haul her down.

[Tillna]

((*popcorn and a drink*

[Vhakti]

Vhakti felt Lupa's arm around her waist, and like any good wrestler knew that she was pinned. However, it was with great luck that she was also a contortionist of admirable strength, because even if she had Vhakti by the waist, Lupa left the warrior's hands free to wrap around her throat.

"Ah'll teach.. ya ta.. fondle mah mate..!" She growled with ferocity, twisting her hips in the huntress' arm, her legs thrashing about the floor in an effort to gain footing.

[Lupa]

Lupa felt the hands tighten across her throat. Vhakti's legs were kicking wildly, looking for a purchase. Lupa felt her grip slipping, her breath being cut off. Thinking quickly only one tactic came to mind. She clenched her teeth in preparation for what was coming.

Dis gonna hurt .. she thought. Then she drove her head forward to headbutt Vhakti. The pain shot through her skull, momentarily dazing her. She released her grip on Vhakti's waist and felt around blindly.

Her hand came into contact with the teacup that had fallen from the table earlier and closed around it. Swinging her arm she smashed the teacup over the woman's head, then pulled herself up to her feet, wobbling slightly and fists ready.

[Vhakti]

Vhakti felt a blow to her skull, causing stars to explode over her eyes. Releasing her grip from Lupa's neck, she fell backwards into the floor, blinking twice before standing back up.. only to get a tea cup to the face.

"Gah! It's in da bone!!" She yelled, the handle to Lupa's tea cup sticking into Vhakti's bloody temple.

Snarling wildly, she dove for the wobbly legs holding up her opponent and pushed her body into the floor. A punch to the gut followed her assault.

[Lupa]

Lupa fell back as her legs were taken out from her. A blow to her gut caused her to gasp as the air was driven out.

She grabbed Vhakti's hair with both hands and skook the woman's head from side to side, pulling and tearing at her pink locks, while she rolled her body on the floor to try to work herself out from underneath.

" Ya filtheh bitch! Ah teach ya to start sumpin in mah shop! "

[Vhakti]

"Ah'll teach ya ta touch mah mate, ya di'teh slut!!"

Vhakti reached up and grapped Lupa's top knot with one hand, her other gripping the fabric of her shirt tightly as she tightened her legs' grip around Lupa's hips. Eventually the two rolled outside, Vhakti still tearing at Lupa's hair and shirt as her legs kept a tight hold on the other woman's body.

[Lupa]

As they roll outside into the Lower City alley, the crowd took up the call.

FIGHT! FIGHT! Soon a group on onlookers clustered around.

Lupa was oblivious however, focussing all her attention on the wildcat that had a tight grip on her. Releasing her hair Lupa yanked herself backwards. Her topknot pulled free from Vhakti's grip, leaving a fistfill of snowy white hair flecked with dark troll blood behind. There was a tearing sound, and Lupa was startled to see the ragged remenants of her shirt in the woman's other fist.

She stood there panting, looking down at the woman who was scrambling back to her feet. A gnome in plate armour approached from the side.

" Hey hey there! This is Shattrath! No fighting here toots. This is a peac...GAH! "

Lupa bent over and grasped the gnome by his leg and swung him down towards Vhakti, who managed to roll away just and the body impacted on the stony ground. Plate armour flew up into the air as Lupa swung her arm up for another aimed blow.

[Lovely]

((Haha...Gnomes as weapons are the best, only followed close behind by human orphans. Loving this fight))

[Tillna]

((Tempted to make Zart walk up and just wait for it all to finish and then see if either are single. har. and rawr

[Vhakti]

Vhakti yelped as the gnome came swinging towards her. He screamed for tear life, pudgy fingers grabbing at whatever he could to save himself. Unfortunately for Vhakti, this allowed him to grab on to the trolless' chest piece, it's latches breaking at the shoulders as Lupa swung him in the opposite direction.

The metal chest piece flew off of Vhakti's angry form, flying towards an on-looking human male and landing on his face. Vhakti, now in a pink leather bra, dove for Lupa's stomach and pushed both trollesses into the grassy portion of the Lower City. She swung her head into Lupa's gut, shrieking wildly, ignoring the still-struggling gnome.

[Lupa]

The crowd parted as the pair (trio?) rolled over and over, across the Lower City grounds and onto the softer grass.

Lupa held the gnome in both hands and struck down at Vhakti's exposed back again and again trying to knock her loose. The bloodied gnome had ceased to cry out and hung limp in her grasp, all vestiges of plate armor long gone.

She gained some freedom in one leg and drove her knee up into Vhakti's groin and with a snarl bit down into her shoulder with her tusks.

[Vhakti]

Vhakti moaned as Lupa bit her, something that surprised the warrior and shocked her enough to reach up and slam her fist into the hunter's jaw. Holding her tighter still, she bit into Lupa's exposed stomach, her tusks buried deep into the soft flesh. Her battle shout was muffled by the blue skin, but it was still loud enough to wake up the gnome.

On he struggled, reaching out for anything that could help him. The gnome met with nothing by the leg of an amused shaman, who was too busy watching the fight to realize that the gnome had grabbed on to one of his totems.

"For the love of all that is holy, get her off of me!!" The gnome screamed, holding on to the tauren's length of wood long enough for him to get angry.

The shaman booted the gnome, sending him flying in another direction. The gnome free from his confines, the tauren was able to get a better view of the fighting females. He smirked and stroked the totem, releasing a water elemental. "Earthmother be praised.." he muttered quietly, the elemental drenching the ground.

[Keeju]

Keeju leaned over the prone body of the human and she touched the armour with a her staff, which was little more than a black stick with a red gem on it. "Ohh dat gonna hurt tomorrow pretteh. Mebbe choo betta no watch two angreh prettehs fight like dat."

Keeju turned, slapping her staff on his chin. She cackled while watching Lupa and Vhakti. "Mah money fah da pink hair! She gon eat choo!"

[Tillna]

Zart blinked, not easily seen behind goggles.

"Aiyahh mon...ya tink dah gahds be cahmin tah stahp dis, bah naaaaah dey jus be eatin dere snacks. Ahn I be puttin twenta on dah grey 'aired wun."

He grinned, taking a bite out of a large fish.

[Keeju]

Keeju laughed, the braying easy laugh of trolls and she slapped Zartikyah on the back. "Fine. Ah bet choo twenty pretteh. Mebbe choo eat mah dan dat fish. Mebbe choo eat ya words!" To Vhakti she yelled, "In da gut pretteh! Da GUT!"

[Lupa]

Lupa yelped in pain as Vhakti's tusks dug into her exposed belly, releasing her own tusk's grip on her shoulder. She grabbed her shoulders and shoved her away violently, the tusks pulling free, taking little bits of her blue/green skin with them.

Lupa tried to stand on wobbly legs and aimed a kick at Vhakti's head. But the ground had suddenly, inexplicably become very damp and muddy. She slipped on the slick surface and landed with a soggy smooshing sound face first into the dirt.

She raised her head, blinking away mud and grime looking for her opponent. All she saw were legs standing around.

[Vhakti]

Vhakti felt herself be shoved into something damp and wet. She felt around, realizing that the ground had suddenly become muddy. Looking back blearilly at Lupa, she saw that the other trolless was disoriented. The warrior got to her feet and ran for her opponent, but slipped in the mud and landed with her elbow digging into Lupa's groin instead of her stomach.

Not to be outdone by circumstance, she looped an arm around Lupa's leg and pressed it against her chest.

"Sh-shoulda.. known betta.. den ta wrestle wit'.. me!"

[Lupa]

Suddenly feeling her leg being grabbed Lupa wrapped her other leg around Vhakti and locked her feet together.

Propping herself up with her elbow she squeezed her legs together, catching Vhakti in a scissor hold between her thighs.

Panting with the exertion she spat out a curse. " Joo... tink.. you all ..det? Ah been .. fightin since you wus a .. drinkin,, yo mama's sour milk!"

She tightened her grip, grunting with the effort.

[Keeju]

Keeju cheered in excitement along with the crowd. It seemed the whole of the Lower City had forgotten the entertainment of milling around the area where they called out the results of the arenas and instead were drawn to the muddy pummeling of the troll fight.

Keeju waved her fist in the air, jostled by some grabby troll beside her to which she winked and elbowed him. Noticing the crowd, the coffee vendor had built a quick fire and was selling food, calling out, "GET YOUR FIGHT RAVAGER DOGS! FRESH COFFEE!"

[Vhakti]

Vhakti growled and elbowed Lupa in the direction of her liver, her other hand repeatedly punching her uterus. Mud slushed around, Vhakti's leggings and torso nearly covered, her bright pink hair dripping.

"Mah momma cou'd kick yo' momma's ass anyday, ya o'd bat!"

[Lupa]

Lupa howled in pain and released her grip with her legs. She brought her leg up and delivered a sharp kick to Vhakti's head, then rolled over onto all fours.

She was covered in slick mud, which glistened off her chest and stained her green bikini top brown. Her pants were torn where Vhakti had clawed at her legs in trying to get free.

Pulling herself up she started to stagger away in a semi daze, heading towards the ramp leading up to the Upper tier of Shattrath.

(( to be continued.. go ahead and post a reply, but I have to go for now.. :D ))

[Vhakti]

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Vhakti looked up, her head swimming, and watched Lupa stagger towards the ramp. Swallowing hard, she struggled to get to her feet and stumbled after her.

"Oh nah.. ya don'.." She said groggily, jumping up behind Lupa and wrapping her arm around her neck, and her legs around her waist. "Ah'm gonna show ya ha wa da it Da'kspea' style!"

[Sulajin]

Gom'zal was enjoying himself immensly. There were three pretty girls here, even if one was the familiar Pretty Kitty.

For her part, Grom'ja was enjoying the ear rubs she was getting.

Who would win? The Grey Crow, the Pink Friend, or this frog he had found with a sleeping tauren? There was only one way to find out, and Gom'zal waisted no time in lobbing the distressed amphibian into the fray. The frog took even less time getting back out.
And once the fight was over Gom'zal would be ready.

[Evanthe]

Evanthe heard the noise of the crowd from all the way across Shattrath. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT! About time something interesting happened in this place, she smirked to herself.

She quickly flew over, stopping her wyvern above the two trolls. Perfect view. From the looks of things, this had been going for quite some time. The two trolls were locked in combat, the pink-haired was hanging off of the white-haired. Both were covered in mud and little else. Evanthe glanced at their feet, pausing at the white-haired troll. Was that? Yes, it was. She would recognize those feet anywhere.

Lupa!

"You would be doing better if you bothered to wear those shoes my brother made for you," she called down at the troll.

[Jeedup]

((go cuz go!))

[Tillna]

"ah nah tah sure who be winnin...an wha juu mean, eatin ya?"

The troll finished the fish, his head cocked to the side as he looked at Keeju

[Lupa]

Lupa staggered under the sudden weight of Vhakti on her back. Continuing up the ramp she slammed her body into the sides of the tunnel, sandwiching the raging troll woman between herself and the stone of the wall.

The pair burst out from the tunnel ramp onto the Terrace of Light just beside the Skyguard post and the flight master, the crowd of ever growing spectators following in their wake.

Master Nuttral was just about to fasten the safety harness on a tauren who was perched atop a wyvern when the troll women plowed into him from behind, knocking him off his feet.

" Hey! Watch it! You'll spook the mounts! " he cried out. Too late. The Wyvern let out a panicked shriek and took to the air. The tauren let out a cry of surprise and alarm, which soon turned into a long wail of terror as the wyvern did a summersault in the air, dumping him from the saddle.

He plummetted downward towards the open chasm of Lower City like a bovine bomb, tearing through the awnings of the trades alley leaviing a tauren shaped hole in the fabric behind him. His distant cry coming to a sad, sudden stop as the sound of heavy impact, a woman's scream and shattered pottery drifted up from the depths.

The embattled troll women never noticed. Lupa managed to reach up over her head to grasp Vhakti by her hair. Bending forward swiftly she hauled down with all her might, flipping Vhakti over her head and letting her fall onto her back.

With a cry of rage she jumped into the air overtop of the prone woman, elbow of her right arm extend to deliver an elbow drop to her bread basket.

[Vhakti]

Vhakti let out a loud "Oooof!!" as Lupa's elbow struck her, tears streaming down her face. Shrieking with rage, the warrior raised her legs and grabbed Lupa's neck with her knees, her arms wrapping around the other woman's legs as she leaned forward, pulling Lupa's body into a backwards "C". Vhakti's head swam from the pain of her other injuries, but she tightened her hold on the submission move, roaring angrillyas a few strands of pink hair fell from Lupa's grip.

"H-had enough??"

[Lupa]

Lupa felt her abdominal muscles scream in protest at the stretching they were enduring. The wounds from Vhakti's tusks in her belly reopened and her semi bare chest thrust out to face the crowd of onlookers, resulting in a fair share of bawdy comments. Her ears were being crushed against the side of her head by the woman's knees.

" Ah.. ain'.. redeh... ta.. give up.. raht nah!" she manage to wheeze out of her tight neck.

She clawed and scraped with her two thick fingers at the legs that had her head in such a tight grip. She managed to hook one of Vhakti's large toes in her hand and pulled it back against itself with all her remaining strength.

" Let go are else ah snap dis toe off! "

[Vhakti]

Vhakti let out an angry howl, the bone in her toe shooting pain up her leg as it threatened to break.

Gritting her teeth, she snarled with ferocity and pushed more pressure with her right arm against Lupa's left leg. Some blood from her nose dripped down to Vhakti's busted lip, which she spat into the muddy ground. "Ya break it an' ah'll pop ya hip! Sa help me ah'll da it!!"

[Lupa]

(( haha! stalemate! :D))

[Vhakti]

((Maybe someone needs to jump in.. >.>))

[Tillna]

Zart took another bite, and stepped foreward. He was a tall troll, standing nine foot seven.

"Ahhh...'scuse mah, why juu be fahtin?"

[Keeju]

Keeju clapped her hands in excitement, "If choo interrupt ah win by default. Gimme twenty gold!"

Her laughter drowned out the wry chuckles from the watchers beside her. With the drool puddling at everyone's feet it was surprising that they could all stand. At least, it felt that way. One of the bystanders was sketching the two of them. Strange, when such a fight happened, the Shattrath guards seemed to be content with letting it play out. So content they were not at their posts.

[Tillna]

"Nah nah, Ahh cahnt let dem get keeled, nah can ah?" He smirked, kneeling down. His large sword strapped to his back.

"Juu laddas should tink about stahpin"

[Vhakti]

"Ah ain' stoppin' 'till dis ol' ladeh apologizes fa touchin' mah mate!" She shrieked, her eyes wattering from the pain in her foot. Vhakti held tightly to Lupa's legs, keeping constant pressure on her thigh bone so that she could feel it dangerously press against her hip.

[Tillna]

He sighed, and pulled out a small bomb. He wound up a clock on top and set it down.

"Juu gaht fahve minnits"

[Lupa]

Lupa was slowly starting to black out from the pressure against her head and her legs started tingling at the lack of circulation.

Her stomach muscles were stretched as tight as a drumskin and yet she bit down on her lip to keep herself focussed. She gave the toe a little jiggle, threatening to snap it out of its socket.

" Ah'l let go once dis hag done apologize foe dissin meh in mah shop! "

She was acutely aware of the bomb that was set down nearby.

[Vhakti]

"Ah had evereh raght! Ya don' grab some random mon an' expec' 'im ta know whatcha wanta da wit' 'em! Jemma 'ad na adea whatcha wanted, an' ya was gonna take advantage o' 'im!"

She winced at the pain in her toe, and pressed down a little harder on her leg to pinch a nerve.

"Nnng..! An' ah got evereh raght ta show ya what's mahn!"

[Jemmalass]

"Lat gah, di bath av jah." Jemmalass muttered irritably, stepping down from his windrider and approaching the pair still wearing his battle armor. "Stap dis nah, ah'll ahll stap aht."

[Tillna]

Tick tock tick tock.

"Juu gaht two minutes, juu maght wanna hurry eet up mon."

He finished off his food, and sat down, tinkering with a small device in his hands

[Lupa]

Through her pain she saw him approach, all decked out in his armor, that fiery sword at his back.

Lupa tried to grunt out a response.

" Ah'll let go iffen she does firs'. She..AHHHH!!... she don gone and com intah mah shop, tinkin she all det. Ah nevah did nuttin ta ya, tell her. Ya'll ...OWWWWW! .. ya'll nevah tode meh joo was mated. Ah was suppos' ta know det? "

Lupa twisted the toe again for emphasis after each sentence. She could barely feel her own lower extremities anymore and her spine cried out in agony.

[Vhakti]

"Ah.. ah..!!" Vhakti shook her head, trying to get rid of the dizzying pain in her foot. She saw Jemmalass approach and suddently felt very exposed. The mud dripping from her skin wasn't enough to cover her bare stomach and back, but thankfull she still had pants on. What had once been a rather girlish-styled pink bra was now stained dark brown with the muck, her small breasts pressed against Lupa's legs.

"A-ah was jus'.. jus' tryin' ta... ta wa'n ha... dat ya was mated!" She said in between gasps. "Ah wasn'.. tryin' ta.. sta't na fight'.. but.. she 'ad ta be.. difficult!"

[Jemmalass]

Jemmalass bent down and gripped their ears with his plated hands and began to pull them back slowly the motion increasing in pain, a trick he learned after having to handle his brother for a few years.

"Ah sad, lat gah. Jwe kin tak abat aht samwah ahls, lak adalts."

[Tillna]

"Tirty secands...jah dun yet?"

He set a small mechanicle squirrle on the ground, and smirked as it ran away

[Vhakti]

"Ah ah ah ah ah..!" Vhakti whimpered, squirming a moment before letting go of Lupa's legs and neck. She followed Jemmalass' lead, her ear turning bright purple with both pain and shame. Her toe throbbed uncomfortably, but no more than her bloodied scalp. The bite and scratch wounds on her skin all stung simultaniously, while the grass and dirt burns felt itchy.

"Alraght alraght! Leggo, Jemma!"

[Lupa]

The sudden pain in her ear was too much and she let go of Vhakti's toe. She flailed at the gauntleted hand that gripped her ear so tightly in vain.

" Ahh! Al'raht! al'raht! I don' let go."

[Jemmalass]

Jemmalass nodded, releasing the two trollesses, and slipped his blue cape from his back and drapped it around Vhakti before reaching into his bag and retreiving his alternative red one and handed it towards Lupa.

"Nah, cava jusalvs ap an jwe kin gah samwah.." Jemmalass looked up at the crowd. "Ah lattal mah pravat." He continued a bit louder so everyone coulder hear. He released a sigh and rubbed the back of his neck slowly as he waiting for the two to cover themselves and manage their way up in a standing position.

[Tillna]

Zart coughed loudly.

"Well, we dun be needin dis.."

He picked it up and chucked it into the air, a loud boom followed.

"Well, ah guess dah wagar be ova..."

[Vhakti]

Vhakti covered herself with the cloak, scowling at Lupa every so often before following Jemmalass. She glanced at the explosion, and suddenly realized what a crowd she and Lupa had drawn. The cheeky smile of a blood elf hunter was quickly met with her heel accross his face.

"Back aff!" She snarled, rubbing her sore ear.

[Skafloc]

Skafloc learned the hard way that sometimes it doesn't pay to push your way to the front of a crowd when a large blue foot connected with his chin.

[Hellista]

Hellista, unseen by anyone of import, sucked the soul from the gnome and casually walked away, a wicked grin on her innocent looking face. "Mmmmm....Gnome soul."

[Lupa]

Lupa glared back at Vhakti as she wrapped the red cloak around herself and gingerly stood up. She limped akwardly after the two, holding herself as upright as she could in order to try to look as dignified as her disheveled appearance would allow.

The crowd let out a collective groan of dissapointment as it was apparent the fight was over.

[Tillna]

"Juu need ah hand dere?"

Zart held out his hand tot he hunter, a grin on his face.

"I taught juu was gonna win dere"

[Sulajin]

Gom'zal was giggling again. It was all so very funny. Particularily his Pink Friend.

The question that he was left with was who to share his story with. The Tin Man, or the Grey Crow. Both should be interested in the story... Probably Tin Man more. With Grey Crow he wouldn't have to worry about missinterpretation, though.

Gom'zal swatted Grom'ja on the nose, sending his Pretty Kitty off to follow the Tin Man and Pink Friend. While he went to follow Grey Crow and the other, keeping a healthy distance but staying in ear shot.

[Keeju]

Keeju pouted while the rest of the crowd left the area. All that remained of the fight was muddy ground and trails of mud where they had rolled or chased one another. "Ah shouldha won dem twenty." She kicked a rock and sent it flying.

Eyes narrowed and shoulders hunched, she walked up the ramp in disappointment.

[Jemmalass]

Jemmalass looked around for a bit and lead them into a quiet and vacant shop space in the lower city. Waiting for them to follow him in, he held out a had as Zart approached.

"Sahra, bat dis jast an batwaan ahs tree." Jemmalass spoke, a continual hint of irritation in the back of his throat.

[Vhakti]

Vhakti followed Jemmalass inside, her obedience marred by the angry glances she gave to the retreating crowd and the troll that tried to follow them. Keeping herself covered with the cloak, she tried to scrub some of the mud off of her face with the palms of her hands. It didn't do much but spread it around, so she gave up and sighed, leaning against the wall of the building. Her eyes didn't meet Jemmalass' for long while.

[Sulajin]

There they were. Waiting, unsuspecting. Vulnerable. There was nothing that could be done to stop him now. Gom'zal had waited a long time for this moment, seemingly a lifetime. Strange, that so much planning, and preperation for only a few brief moments. Lives could be shaken, lives could be lost. He grinned at the thought, a quiet giggle struggling to get out.

He gave a cry, and went tearing forward, sending the flock of pidgeons he had found fluttering up into the sky in a mad panic. It was beautiful. Gom'zal fell back to the ground to watch the feathery fools go, a few picked off by the Arrakoa.