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Day 10 [1900 hrs.] Proving A Point
Stardate: 57582.09
March 20, 2381
1900HRS

[ Tesserarius Lorad | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @CanadianVet @Revan
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If there was one thing that Lorad was grateful for the Klingons for, it was that they didn't need to waste energy making it as bright as the noon day sun. Here, he was able to walk around without needing his visor to shield his eyes from the light with only a large hood up to conceal his features. He had come here from the Theurgy in search of real alcohol to drink as the Federation vessel was poorly stocked in that regard and Samala was still not speaking to him and had locked him out of the Apache and the Reman whiskey stored within.

The crowd and the sound of blade meeting blade had instinctively drawn him to this area, and being careful to keep his hood up, Lorad made his way through the crowd to where he could see two Klingons engaged in a duel with Bat'leths, secluded in a walled arena on a lower level. They appeared evenly matched until the older of the two passed up finesse in favour of brutality and barged his opponent up against the arena wall, battering his weapon aside and using his own to threaten a neck attack. Beaten, his opponent submitted, and the crowd roared as the two Klingons shook hands and climbed out of the pit.

Having seen enough, Lorad turned away but was bumped by a Klingon male, stumbling from too much drink. Unbalanced, the Klingon tumbled forward, knocking Lorad over and carrying him down the stairs. Somewhere along the way, Lorad's cloak was hooked and pulled away from him and when the Reman finally stopped rolling, he found himself in the arena with the drunk Klingon climbing to his own feet opposite him.

"A Reman! Here!" the drunk roared, tossing his empty cup away. "I CHALLENGE!!!"

"Shit!"
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[ PO1 Eliska Bremmer  | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Stegro88 @Revan

When she had heard here was somewhere where she could face live opponents in sparring matches, Eliska Bremmer simply could not resist.  Oh, Starfleet was chock-full with martial arts practitioners, but some who studied armed styles?  Few and far between all right.  Rumour had it the Captain liked swinging a sword, but like such an exalted personage would make time to have a few passes with a mere Petty Officer.  Of course, the hologrids in the gyms could simulate opponents with a variety of styles, weapons and ability levels, but it was never quite the same as going at it with a real person.

And being within the Klingon area, it would mean live blades.  Which she could not obtain on board without running afoul of the shipboard weapons policies.  But what she could replicate was the right clothing for the job.  And while she kept to many of the traditions of Nova Kosice for a number of things, this was one aspect of her life where she was glad for Federation technology. Instead of hot, bulky padding she was wearing close-fitting pants and a jacket patterned after an early Earth fifteenth century arming coat that were only a little thicker and heavier than the originals made of linen, with panels of non-Newtonian polymer sewn in between the layers that were normally flexible but would harden to dissipate the incoming force under heavy impacts, and in her belt was tucked a pair of gloves featuring hard plates to supplement the advanced polymer, a non-trivial consideration where it came to something as fragile as hands and fingers;  and to the eye, or even the touch, the gloves felt like doeskin, the pants and jacket like linen, but all were made of the latest in synthetic cut- and stab-resistant fabrics.  Oh, they certainly would not stand off a Klingon warrior using all of their might for long, but should be enough to turn a lethal, fully-committed strike from being immediately lethal. 

When she had arrived, she had been laughed at.  Especially so when she fed the on-site replicator the characteristics of a weapon she could not manufacture on board.  A scrawny little blade for a scrawny little girl...  Well, they did not know her...

While she was waiting, she made her way ringside to watch the fight.  Typical Klingon fighting, so far as she could tell.  There was technique and finesse, but only up to a point.   Seemed it was common practice someone would grow impatient and it would turn into a brute-force match.  But while she was not fully versed in the philosophies and intricacies of Klingon fighting styles, the switch from technique to brute force seemed to have some subtleties of its own; done too soon, the more technically-minded opponent would still be fresh enough to see it coming; done too late, one would not have enough energy to maintain the degree of savagery required to overwhelm the other. 

As the bout ended, Eliska spied a commotion at the far end, and a pair of burly men fell and rolled into the arena... only to reveal one of them was Reman.  And not just any Reman at that; it was their Reman.  Lorad, Samala's brother.  And he was being openly challenged by some drunk. 

As the challenge was issued, a clamour started.  Of course, the crowd wanted to see a fight, and quickly the betting started, heavily favouring the Klingon.  Which would be a terrible mistake on their part.  Lorad, she knew, had survived assimilation; Bremmer was tough, and she damn well knew it.  But that ugly bastard was the toughest she'd ever seen.  So, before long, she grabbed a bookkeeper's attention.  "Hey!  Fifty on the Reman!"

And only then did she turn back to the arena, and she shouted, hoping she would be heard and seen by the Reman, and hopefully recognized.  "Hey!  You!  Lorad!?  I got fifty on you!   Don't you let me down!"

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Having just finished a rather boring 8 hour patrol shift in her Valravn where absolutely nothing had happened, Alessia was starting to feel the monotony of their current situation starting to set in and it had only been ten days. While she was a big fan of downtime as much as anybody else, given their last few action packed, albeit stressful weeks the lack of action was taking some adjusting.

That was when, as she wandered through the Drydocks she remembered the fighting arena the Klingons had set up around here somewhere and smirked. While she was indeed a fighter pilot, Alessia knew how to throw down and fight hand to hand as well and a little friendly fighting would certainly provide some action not to burn off some of the stuff that been building up due to a lack of action in other areas of her life that she didn't really want to think about too much right now.

Entering the arena, she of course wasn't surprised that they were using live blades, it was a Klingon arena after all. Due to the shipboard weapon policies she couldn't bring her own with her, which was a shame but not something that would be a problem. All Starfleet officers had been through basic hand to hand training, Alessia had spent years doing Kickboxing, Capoeira fighting not to mention a few other alien fighting styles, including how to handle a Bat'leth thanks to a Klingon she served with once, not to mention of course that all the Wolves carried a combat knife with them and knew how to use it so the Spaniard knew she could handle herself no matter who she was going to end up squaring off against.

Needless to say she got a few looks from some Klingon's and other aliens because heaven forbid a woman could fight, she just smiled as she made her way over and grabbed a Bat'leth, ready for her turn in the arena.

As one fight ended there were sounds of commotion coming from another end drawing many people's attention, including Alessia's. At first all she saw were two men tumbling down into the area, from what the Wolf could see one was a Klingon and the other a Reman.

It took the pilot a few seconds to realise that she recognised that specific Reman around the Theurgy once or twice. That was good. Not that she didn't think the Reman couldn't handle himself but she didn't know if he was here simply to watch the fights or participate, like herself.

A challenge was issued and accepted which answered her wondered question as well as fired up the crowd in attendance. Making her way through the crowds to the front row, she of course was going to support her crew mate, cheering him on as the fight neared it's start.
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[ Tesserarius Lorad | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan @Revan
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Being in the ring that Klingons used for duelling, standing opposite a drunk Klingon challenging him to a duel while more Klingons surrounded them, roaring out their approval of his challenge, was not where Lorad wanted to be. He had come to the station to get drunk himself, not to get involved in these Klingon contests; even if his fellow Remans had done similar things in the past. His father had always told him that a real warrior didn't need to show off in front of others. His honour and deeds on the battlefield would speak for themselves.

"I not wish fight," Lorad offered calmly in Standard, climbing to his knees. He had no desire to beat the Klingon senseless, which he felt was the likely outcome given the level of intoxication he was witnessing.

"I challenged," the Klingon retorted eagerly. "This is the Ha´ batlh, the Ring of Honour. Once challenged, you can either fight with honour or suffer the dishonour of cowardly surrendering. Which will it be Reman? Are you a coward?"

"I," Lorad growled, feeling insulted at the insinuation that he was a coward. Lunging forward from his kneeled position, Lorad crossed the ring easily and shoved the drunk into the wall. As the Klingon bounced off it dazed, Lorad followed up with an uppercut that pushed the Klingon back into the wall again. As the drunk rebounded once again, Lorad picked him up across his shoulders, stood up to his full height and then fell backwards, cushioning his fall with the Klingon, while slamming him into the floor of the ring. Climbing to his feet, he looked around at the rather more subdued audience. "Am no coward."

That got a response as the Klingons all roared; some in celebration, others with their own challenges before three younger, more sober and more importantly, armed Klingons dropped into the ring. Two older males followed but only stayed long enough to lift the drunk Klingon to his feet and drag him from the ring. Lorad eyed off the three Klingons, idly wondering how outnumbering an unarmed opponent 3 to 1 was honourable when a disruptor shot into the ceiling halted all movement.

"You all know me!" bellowed an older but seemingly still virile Klingon male from the top of the stairs Lorad had tumbled down. "I taught and trained many of you aboard the Kut'luch. Do not dishonour the Ha'batlh by challenging an unarmed opponent while you hold blades of your own. Drop them or the next shot betters the Reman's odds." His threat made, Lorad watched as the three Klingons immediately and without argument, handed their weapons to comrades outside the ring before turning back to him. "Better. I wager 50 on the Reman!"

Feeling boxed into a corner, Lorad regarded his three, now unarmed, opponents before another voice, this one decidedly more female, called out for them to wait.
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Alessia watched the scene start playing out in front of them all, the roar of the crowd of excited, riled up and most likely drunk Klingons and other aliens almost deafening. She could barely make out the words being said below, but she was sure she heard the Reman say that he didn't want to fight, to which the Klingon, as usual countered proclaiming a challenge and explaining that one either accepted said challenge or suffer the dishonour of surrendering, causing Alessia to roll her eyes, typical Klingon bullshit whenever they didn't get their way. I want to do this, I don't want to, then you're an honourless coward blah blah blah the Spaniard thought. On the other hand though, it usually worked.

As if to prove her point, the Reman lunged forward and shoved the drunk Klingon into the wall, then caught him on the rebound and gave the guy a mean looking Samoan Drop slam, declaring that he was no coward. The move was impressive but still Alessia shook her head, typical man. Clearly the drunken Klingon said it to goad the Reman into a fight and the the Reman had feel for it, evidently the male ego was the same regardless of species. At least he'd come out on top in the brief exchange.

However things took a turn when three noticeably younger, less drunk and armed Klingon's dropped into the ring, along with two other older men, they however simply retrieved the drunk one who'd started the whole thing and dragged him out of the arena. Before anything else could happen however, there was a disruptor shot from somewhere above her and she followed it to see an older Klingon standing at the top of some stairs, giving a speech about the weapons and threatening to shoot whoever didn't drop them.

Luckily the three Klingon's listened and dropped their blades, still that didn't change the fact that the Reman was still outnumbered 3 to 1 and no matter how good a fighter you were, those were never good odds.

"WAIT!" she called out before leaping over the rail and down into the arena, Bat'leth in hand as she marched over to join her fellow crew member, the Lone Wolf taking a moment to look up at him with a grin before turning to face the three young Klingon's. "I thought you Klingon's valued honour? You march in here with blades against an unarmed opponent and then want to take him on 3 on 1? Where's the honour in that?" she asked.

The three Klingon's laughed at her and pointed "HA! One tiny human female doesn't even the odds." One of them said, causing more laughter from the trio and some in the crowd.

Alessia pointed the sharp end of her Bat'leth at the one who had addressed her "Only a coward who knows he can't win, brings friends into a fight you honourless PetaQ." she countered with a smirk, knowing full well what the end result would be before tossing her Bat'leth to the ground, not particularly want to get shot by that older Klingon either.
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[ Tesserarius Lorad | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Revan
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Lorad could honestly say he was surprised when the Human female descended into the ring and moved to stand beside him. He did not know her and couldn't even be sure that she was a member of the Theurgy's crew; although he assumed she was as she was on the station. She spoke to the three Klingons before tossing her bat'leth to the ground. Three versus two was better odds, and given she had come to the ring, armed, Lorad hoped she would be able to handle herself. If not, then things were about to get very interesting.

Looking around the audience members, Lorad wondered if there were any other crew sitting up there that might decide to aid them; if not for his own, then for this woman's sake. But it seemed that no one was interested and a bellowing call to begin from the old Klingon ended his opportunities of looking to even the odds and forced him to confront those in front of him.

"Ladies first," Lorad offered. He assumed that he had the greater advantage in his Reman physiology and cybernetic augmentation versus what he believed was pure Human. It was best for her to pick an opponent first and he would deal with the others.
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[Lt. JG Alessia Garcia - "Angel"  | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Stegro88
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Alessia could tell that the Reman was surprised that she had jumped into the ring with him based on the look on his face, it was almost funny if it wasn't for the fact they were in the situation that they were. Normally she wasn't comfortable jumping into a fight with someone without at least knowing them a little first, after all you needed to trust whoever you were fighting with to have your back, but that couldn't be the case now, she would just have to hope that he would.

She watched as he started looking around the audience members and did the same, wondering if somebody else would jump into the fight to even the odds on their side, or at the very least that nobody would jump in and add to the Klingon's numbers. Three on two was better odds than three on one but four on two was pretty much the same as three on one. Both lucky and unlucky for them, nobody dropped down so that was something. Then the old Klingon bellowed for the fight to begin.

The Lone Wolf heard the Reman next to her said ladies first and looked up at him with a grin "Such a gentleman." she said before looking over at the Klingon who had run his mouth to her. "No it doesn't but this woman is going to kick your ass." she said before charging towards him.

The Klingon let out a battle cry and rushed towards the smaller woman, taking a swing at her only for her to duck under it and before he could react watched as she twirled on one foot, spinning around on it as her other came up, her heel catching him across the jaw, causing him to growl and spit out some blood as he rubbed his jaw.

Alessia smiled as she felt the back of her heel connect with the Klingon's jaw with a satisfying crack, watching him spit some blood out onto the floor. With both her feet planted in the ground and her fists raised she was ready to go. "Well come on ugly, let's see what you've got." she grinned.

Sure enough the Klingon took his own stance, the two starting to slowly circle the other, their eyes locked, each one waiting for the other to make the first move. Alessia knew several forms of martial arts so she was pretty sure she'd be able to handle the Klingon, just like she knew that it was always better to make your opponent make the first move and that the Klingon was more than likely going to do just...

Before she could even finish the thought, the Klingon moved in and took another swing at her, which she ducked and quickly followed it up with a right hook, which narrowly avoided her head. Rolling forward she got back to her feet and turned, facing him again just in time to see him charge at her and take another swing. This time she managed to grab his arm and, using his own momentum turned slightly and tossed him over her hip to the ground.

Grunting as he hit the ground, the Klingon snarled, then gasped as the small Human's foot came down towards him and rolled to the side narrowly avoiding getting stomped in the face and quickly staggered to his feet. Letting out an angry yell he charged at her and ducked his head, driving his shoulder into her stomach and tackling her to the ground. Grinning he started raining blows down on her, hearing the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as some of his blows connected with her face.

Alessia felt the wind get knocked out of her as she was tackled and just about managed to get her arms up in time to block some of the blows being rained down on her, although not all of them as his fists connected with her cheek and forehead. Lifting her legs up, she wrapped them around his waist and shifted her upper body weight slightly to the right before throwing it to her left, forcing them to roll, giving her the advantage now that she was on top and started raining blows down on him, hearing and feeling her own fists connecting with him.

Eventually however the Klingon would do the same thing that she had and rolled himself, causing the two of them to start rolling around the area floor exchanging punches with the other.
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[ Tesserarius Lorad | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Revan @trevorvw
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Lorad didn't have time to wait after woman, whose name he didn't even know, picked the Klingon that had spoken out against her, challenged him and, when he predictably reacted to her verbal jibe, swiftly kicked him in the head. Lorad wanted to take the time to enjoy what she did next to the Klingon but he had his own opponents to worry about. Two of them.

They were much more disciplined than their companion and more respectful of what he was capable of as the two of them advance on him cautiously, keeping out of arms reach of each other to given themselves room to react to what he might do. Not that he planned to do anything just yet. He had had enough sparring sessions with his father to know that rushing into a fight tended to not end well. He'd earnt enough bruises to know that.

Unfortunately, being in a walled arena didn't leave him much room, or time, to avoid a confrontation and soon enough he felt his back against the enclosure and knew that it was now or never. Flexing both his real and cybernetic hand, Lorad braced himself before throwing himself forward in a flying shoulder tackle that dropped the Klingon on the right and bounced Lorad into the warrior on the left.

Pushed back, Lorad attempted an uppercut but his strike was blocked, and he took a punch to his abdomen for his trouble. His attempt at retaliation was prevented when the Klingon that he had taken down grabbed his cybernetic limb and pinned it behind his back in an arm lock.

"Oh, I could really use some help now," Lorad thought to himself.



OOC: Hi Revan, I asked Trev if he would like to take CV's place and he has accepted. If you could wait for him to post next, that would be awesome.

Trev, feel free to interject yourself and take on one of the two Klingons that are currently restraining Lorad.

If you could both end your posts with your disabling of your opponents, that would be awesome and I will move us onto our 2nd round.


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[ Lt. Cmdr. Kai Akoni | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Stegro88 @Revan

Kai had been keen to take some personal time and visit the Orbital Drydocks, instead of being on duty all the time. Since their arrival to Aldea, Kai had done too much paperwork and had been on a sketchy away mission. Now was finally time to relax and take in the sights and sounds the locals had to offer.

Kai wandered around, aimlessly, with no specific objective in mind. For this, he was thankful as he thought he could truly relax. He had even bought a mug of blood wine, which despite the taste, wasn't as truly bad as he remembered.

As he was walking along, drinking his mug of wine, he heard yelling which was occasionally punctuated by cheering. Kai was intrigued so he made his way over to the source of the sound, unsure of what he would find.

As the large man pushed through the crowd to see what all the commotion was, he saw an open area. In the area were three Klingons, what looked like a human and one, very large, Reman. The female was taking on one Klingon while, the Reman was taking on two, and it had appeared that the Klingons had the upper hand on him.

Kai found it odd that there'd be a lone Reman here, but if there was one thing Aldea had taught him so far, was to expect the unexpected. Kai downed the rest of his blood wine and kept watching the fight unfold. The punches and throws continued to fly between the two Klingons and the Reman, along with the female and the other Klingon doing some ground fighting, something had caught Kai's eye. He noticed the one Klingon had grabbed the Reman's one arm and pinned it behind the Reman's back.

I guess these Klingons don't care about honour, he thought to himself as he found himself without any other choice. 

The large man hopped down into the walled arena and ran straight for the Klingon holding the Reman's arm. He threw his right arm around the Klingon's neck and squeezed hard while shifting his weight backwards in an attempt to free the Reman.

"How about we make this a fair fight" Kai said into the Klingon's ear as he succeeded in freeing the Reman from the arm lock he had just been in.

Both Kai and the Klingon toppled to the ground and Kai had lost leverage on the Klingon who had freed his neck from Kai's arm. The two scrambled back to their feet as the Klingon took a swing at Kai's face with his left hand, which Kai managed to block. However, Kai wasn't as quick to try and block the right hand of his opponent. 

The punch landed squarely on the left side of Kai's jaw, which had caused him to stumble back a step or two. The Klingon looked at Kai, growling and showing his jagged teeth. The Klingon started to rush towards Kai, when Kai took one step to his left and just as the Klingon arrived, he delivered a knee right to the midsection of his opponent, who was seemingly caught off guard by the knee. The impact caused the Klingon's body to buckle forward, lining his face up to receive a knee.

Kai delivered a strong knee strike to the face of the Klingon, which had caused some pain in his knee and a tingling sensation to go down his leg. This paled in comparison to what happened to the Klingon. His face exploded in blood as his head jerked back, causing his whole body to go backwards and crumple to the floor. The now unconscious Klingon was laying supine on the ground, with blood trickling from his face. Kai stood over his opponent, panting while trying to catch his breath. He raised his eyes to see how the others were fairing against their opponents. He was quick to notice that the other Klingons had been taken care of.

Kai looked at the Reman and while still breathing hard, managed to spit out a genuine statement, albeit a little sarcastic.

"You're welcome"
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Alessia and the Klingon continued rolling around the floor trading blows, streaks of blood being splatters around them as each bloodied the other. Currently the Klingon was on top with the advantage, raining blow after blow down on the Spaniard, with Alessia managing to block a few blows, but she could feel the blood trickling down her face from several lacerations.

Grunting she rolled them over again, gaining the advantage and took a swing at the Klingon who caught her fist in his hand and swung at her as hard as he could, the force of the blow throwing her to the side, smiling to himself when he heard her grunt and watched her spit out some blood onto the ground along with a tooth. Grinning he pounced on her and rained down several more blows, the woman just barely managing to get her arms up to block then shots as they came.

Knowing she was on the losing end right now and dreading the trip the sickbay to get another tooth fitted, the Wolf wiggled a bit to free her leg before quickly lifting it up, grinned as she heard the Klingon let out a strained whimper, his eyes widening as her knee connected hard between his legs in the one place no man regardless of species wanted to be hit.

With a growl of her own she threw her head forward and headbutted the Klingon, staggering him before clenching her fist and swinging as hard as she could, hearing a crack as her fist connected with his jaw, the force of the hit rolling them both. With Alessia back on top, she threw one last punch down on the Klingon's head, watching it connect. The Klingon's head snapped to the side and lolled from side to side briefly from the knockout blow.

Panting Alessia pushed herself to her feet and spat some blood on the ground before wiping the rest off of her lip with the back of her hand. Glancing around she noticed the the other two Klingon's had been taken care of as well as the fact that another person had joined them.

"Well...that was fun." she muttered as she made her way over to them, wincing slightly as she pressed her fingers against her forehead, just above her right eye where another cut was lightly bleeding.
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[ Tesserarius Lorad | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Revan @trevorvw
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He'd felt the arena floor shake as someone else entered the ring but his restrained position didn't allow him to see who or what it was. But when he heard the question in Standard, quickly followed by his arm being released, he knew that help had arrived. Shoving the other Klingon away, Lorad turned to glimpse a large bald man, as big as he himself was, struggling with a Klingon of his own. Trusting that the man could handle himself, Lorad refocused on his own opponent.

The warrior had regained his footing and was now squaring off against the Reman with a wary eye, realising that he no longer enjoyed a numerical advantage, nor a physical one, as Lorad was both taller and larger. Lorad knew that it wouldn't stop the fight though; if the Klingon defeated him then it would bring him great honour, or so Lorad understood. Steadying himself, Lorad raised his hands into a defensive position, ready to protect himself.

What followed was not the frenzied assault that he had experienced from the exhausted Bajoran Sel that he had fought when he first came aboard; nor was it the mechanical response from the Borg drones that he had engaged during the Theurgy's battle against the cube. No, this as a practiced, confident attack from a wary opponent that was unsure what to do. Unfortunately for Lorad, he knew it would be bad if he killed the Klingon, having had to pass up two different openings that he could have used for kill shots. He may not be a part of their crew but he didn't wish to complicate the dreadnaught's much needed repairs by inadvertently killing a Klingon warrior. He would have to be more patient, wait for the Klingon to get flustered by the Reman's constant block and parry tactic and the strike quickly when the Klingon's control broke.

"Come on, just a little bit more," Lorad thought to himself as the Klingon's strikes grew wilder, a clear sign of slipping control. "There!" The gap appeared and Lorad seized it. Batting away a wild punch, the Reman shock trooper used his left arm to deliver a savage uppercut to the Klingon, stunning him. Not giving him a chance to recover, Lorad stepped into a raised knee strike that doubled over the warrior. Looking to finish their melee, Lorad stepped forward again and tucked the dazed warrior's head between his legs, to the raucous reaction from the crowd, before flipping the warrior up onto his shoulders. Pausing to steady himself for moment, Lorad then used all his strength to hoist the Klingon up even higher before slamming him into the ring floor with a tremendous thud. To increase the force used, Lorad had sat down as he delivered the slam, and now checked that the Klingon was still breathing. Satisfied with the signs of life he could see, Lorad climbed back to his feet and looked around to see that his two companions had also defeated their opponents.

"Indeed," was all Lorad chose to say to the bald man as they unconsciously sized each other up. But anything they might have said or done was cut off by a raised voice from above and Lorad looked up to see old Klingon standing at the top lip of the arena.

"Perhaps a little brash but very impressive my Reman friend. And to you both as well. My name is Ruaxo," he introduced himself before turning back to face the crowd. "They have won their fights fairly. But perhaps they would grace us with a second demonstration of their skill," he proposed, turning back to face the ring. "If you are willing, a second match, this time with blades. We can supply them or a replicator to fashion your own. And have no fear, no deaths will be laid at your feet. These bouts are volunteer only. All accept the risk."

"Now choose."




OOC: Prep for round two. If everyone wants to obtain a bladed weapon and return to the ring, we can begin the 2nd match.

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Re: Day 10 [1900 hrs.] Proving A Point
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[ Lt. Cmdr. Kai Akoni | The Ring of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbitial Drydocks | Aldea ] @Stegro88 @Revan

The Reman hadn't surprised Kai even in the slightest. The man that stood before him was of an impressive size and apparently strength. That coupled with the straight to the point way of talking was Reman through and through. 

Now, some man named Ruaxo had said the trio had just won their first round fights and that he wanted a second round, just this time, with bladed weapons.

Kai arched his right eyebrow and had turned his head towards the other two in the ring when he heard about this.

What the hell have I gotten myself into? Kai thought to himself as he thought about his best course of action.

Based on what he had just seen, there's no way the Klingons would fight fair, even though that'd be the honourable thing to do. He couldn't leave the other two to fight by themselves, because he wouldn't want their deaths on his conscience. To Kai, there was no other choice.

"Then we shall fight" he said to no one in particular.

Kai thought about the fact that he wasn't very adept at handling a Bat'leth, so he'd have to take them up on the option to use a replicator. He knew exactly what he wanted to fashion, something from his Hawaiian heritage. Just this time, instead of wood and shark teeth, he'd have the replicator fashion it out of tritanium. Kai was escorted to the replicator in order to fashion his weapon. He input the specifications into the replicator as best he could. 

Not perfect, but it'll do, he thought as the replicator materialized his chosen weapon.

He picked it up with his right hand and lifted it towards himself, examining it. The weapon was about a metre long, made of solid tritanium with a padded handle. Above the hilt of the weapon, were jagged points surrounding the blade portion. This was where the shark teeth would be embedded in the wood traditionally.

After inspecting it, he found the weapon suitable and returned to the ring, ready for whatever were to come next.

Kai removed his shirt as he stood there because he wanted to be able to move freely, ready to defend himself against the oncoming attack. After he did, he felt a cool breeze waft across his skin, cooling him off as he looked towards the other two in the ring.



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Re: Day 10 [1900 hrs.] Proving A Point
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[Lt. JG Alessia Garcia - "Angel"  | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Stegro88 @trevorvw
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The pilot had moved over to join her fellow crew-mates, standing beside the head of security, taking the brief reprieve to apply pressure to the cut above her eye, hoping to slow the bleeding a bit while she gathered her breath.

However despite the trio having defeated their opponents, the Klingon Ruaxo said that he wished for them to fight a second round, this time with bladed weapons. "Of course the Klingon wants to see some fighting with weapons." Alessia said aloud with a roll of her eyes, hearing the chief of security say something she nodded and looked up at him "Well it's not like we have a choice, not that I'm complaining." she added.

As they were given the opportunity to gather a weapon before the fight started, Alessia made her way over to her discarded Bat'leth from earlier that been kicked across the area during the first fight and checked it over. Not surprised that the weapon was still in tact, the Klingons did make those things to last, a few kicks woudn't have done any damage.

Running her finger along the blades lightly, she could still feel how sharp the edges were. As she made her way back to the others, she twirled the blade around, getting a feel for the weapon. it's weight and balance perfect. "Well this is going to be interesting." she muttered as she looked across at their opponents, waiting for the fight to start.
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Re: Day 10 [1900 hrs.] Proving A Point
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[ Tesserarius Lorad | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] Attn: @Revan @trevorvw
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Lorad was at a loss. Fighting in an arena hand to hand was one thing. Fighting in that same arena with weapons was another. Besides disruptors, his expertise resided in clubs and knives; weapons that were unsuited to the predictable mix of Bat'leths and Mek'leths that his opponents would be wielding. Both would have greater reach than his knife which would prevent him from closing the distance and the knife wouldn't have the bulk to block or deflect a strike to allow him an opening.

"Perhaps Samala is right," Lorad considered absently as he mulled the problem over in his mind. "Perhaps a sword is not a terrible idea after all. It would give me greater reach and striking ability. As well as defensive flexibility against larger weapons. But what to do now? It would not be a good idea to use an unfamiliar weapon in this situation. I must stick with what I know, or can adapt to quickly."

Thinking carefully, Lorad went through all the weapons he knew about and discarded them each in turn until he had settled on two. Using both would be preferred but if the Klingons objected, he could make do with either of them alone. After the large man had replicated his own club/sword weapon, Lorad stepped up to the replicator and created his own weapons out of Tritanium. 

The Kukri, with a blade of almost 40cm in length, could almost be considered a short sword and was his offensive weapon while the Tonfa that he had created would be put to use protected his arm as he blocked attacks. Its secondary utility of being able to incapacitate his opponents without killing them was also a consideration. Dropping back into the ring, Lorad looked up at the old Klingon with a challenging look.

"Problem?" the Reman called out in stunted Standard.

"None," Ruzaxo responded calmly. "Each of you has procured a weapon and accepted the challenge. Your opponents will now enter the ring," he called out and from the crowd, 5 Klingons emerged and dropped into the ring, brandishing a variety of weapons. 3 had Bat'leths while another had a Mek'leth. The last was unexpectedly armed with a spear like weapon; something Lorad thought would be more suited to open combat rather than the confines of the arena.

"We work together," Lorad said to his companions. Five against three were not good odds and it seemed the Klingons were objecting to their previous victory by increasing the difficulty this time around. "Together or lose."

"BEGIN!" came the shouted called from Ruzaxo as the 5 Klingon warriors began to circle them like the prey they appeared to be.


OOC: Reckon we could make this match last two responses each? Leaves a finishing response at the end and gives Trev the 5 he needs.
First round, reduce the odds down to 3v3 so that the second set can be 1v1 battles. Any objections?
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Re: Day 10 [1900 hrs.] Proving A Point
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[ Lt. Cmdr. Kai Akoni | The Ring Of Honour | Klingon Recreation Complex | Aldea Prime Orbital Drydocks | Aldea ] @Stegro88 @Revan

5 of them...really? Kai thought as the 5 Klingons descended towards their group of three.

The Reman had mention working together, which Kai had to admit, was the best idea he'd heard since he had arrived at the ring, rather unexpectedly.

Their five opponents began to encircle the trio, causing the three to all have their backs to each other, which helped to hopefully ensure that no one could sneak up behind them. As the Klingons circled the group slowly, they also began slowly closing the distance. Presumably looking for any weaknesses that would show themselves.

The Klingon, with the spear like weapon, jabbed it towards Kai, which Kai had easily deflected with an efficient move of his weapon. The Klingon chuckled and smiled as Kai did it.

They're toying with us, Kai thought to himself, becoming frustrated being treated like prey.

"You have no honour! Coward!" Kai said to the nearest Klingon to him, in an attempt to throw off the Klingon's plan of attack and just get it started already. His plan had succeeded as the Klingon, this one armed with a Bat'leth came rushing towards Kai and swung his weapon in downward trajectory from overhead to which Kai had managed to block with his own weapon just in the nick of time. The man managed to have the Bat'leth slide off to his left, which gave Kai enough room to attempt his own strike.

The Klingon managed to do an almost majestic spin before Kai could finish the swing of his weapon, which the Klingon had blocked. Kai noticed that he was a metre or two farther from the rest of his group than he would have liked. He then broke off the attack and backed up to maintain the integrity of the trio.

The Klingon took a few seconds to analyze things, but then came in to attack again. This time he swung his Bat'leth from Kai's left side, which he had blocked. The sweat dripped into his eyes, as he analyzed his opponent while holding the block of the Bat'leth.

He had noticed the Klingon was standing in a very stable position, he left knee forward and locked and his right leg back. After years of fighting, Kai was sure the Klingon had done this countless times before.

It's about winning at all costs though... Kai convinced himself as he planned his next course of action.

The large man picked up his right foot and promptly drove the heel of his boot into the front and outer side of the Klingon's knee. Before the Klingon even reacted, Kai heard the telltale sound of bones breaking. Shortly after the sound registered, the Klingon promptly dropped to the ground, writhing in pain and surprise. Kai moved over to the downed Klingon and promptly disarmed him, grabbing the Bat'leth. 

Realizing that if the Klingon were still conscious, he would still continue to try and fight, Kai figured he'd have to do something about that. He didn't want to kill the man, but he did want to render him unconscious. He once again lifted his right foot, and drove the heel into the side of the man's skull. From what he remembered from the academy, Klingon's had much thicker skulls than humans, so the impact wouldn't likely kill him, but mostly achieve his desired goal of some forced unconsciousness.

The impact caused the man's head to snap to the right and he saw that he was unconscious. Kai didn't have time to check to see if he was still alive though, as there were still four other fighters to deal with.
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