Log:Hutt Cartel: Fight Night Third Place - Hex v Sajin

Hutt Cartel: Fight Night Third Place - Hex v Sajin

OOC Date: June 18, 2018
Location: Pit Fighters Palace - Hutt District, Nar Shaddaa
Participants: Usha, Grom, Hex, Kasia Ashkuri, Tarion Tavers, Sajin, Jehni'va Cihn, Vasani, Sajin, Naelyn, Zul Gradnk, Daven Ohtani, Darius Wildes

Who in the hell holds a primetime event in the middle of the afternoon? Usha does. Especially because she knows third place fights don't get as much attention. And she sure as hell isn't going cancel her evening party plans for a show that will garner less revenue than what she's used to getting on these things. Her predictions are right. The Zeltron has just barely arrived and venue is filled up but nothing too impressive. It's mostly Defiance fans. You can tell because a lot of them are wearing t-shirts that say 'WE LOVE THE D.' Usha's even wearing one, but that's because she's trying to hide a rip in her dress from a rather wild prior engagement.

"Alright fellas. Think of this like dress rehearsal for the final match," Usha says apathetically. So there you have it Hex and Sajin. The cartel's absolutely minimal effort in exchange for your beaten bodies. Thank you so much. The lights in the audience lower, while the ring becomes illuminated.

Sajin stares at Usha as she the gives them a pep talk. He's already in the ring and they've probably forgone the fight introduction seeng as they're two LOSERS. Boooo, you suck. Honestly the Hapan was waiting for some sort of fruit or vegitable to hit him in the head any time now. He sniffs in some air, his heart pumping from the stims. He's shirtless, just a pair of booties and some tight booty shorts. "Okay, boss. Siha really shoved out a lot of money to make me not ugly. So, yeah. I mean she said she'd pay for it again but. She's guna need her money at some point."

Boooooo they suck. Usha doesn't care about this match. The audience doesn't care about this match, nor does the public. Hex and Sajin might, because their pharmaceutically altered body chemistry wants to fight, but for the rest, nah. It seems important to note for everyone's sanity that Hex's shorts are neither short nor tight, but he's still shirtless, sorry. "I promise not to hit you in the face, ka," he greets Sajin, followed immediately by, "Never mind, I can't promise that."

"Booooooo," calls a familiar voice from the stands. "Booo! I hope you both lose." It's Tarion Tavers, wearing a shirt over his armor. It just has two smiley faces drawn on it with a laundry pen. One has long curvy lines coming off its head, and there's big red crosses drawn over both of them. "BOO!"

"WHOOOOOOO GO HEX, GO SAJIN!" Jehni'va doesn't seem to have gotten the memo that this is the fight of losers and suckasses - she also could not, apparently, decide which of the two to come dressed as this time. She's got those recycled-pipe-Hex-lekku glued to her goggles again, but she's also holding a mop. Her accessories clash terribly with her 'WE LOVE THE D' shirt, under which she has stuffed a pillow. Dad bod for days. "Shut up, Tavers. WHEN DO WE START THROWING GLASS?! WHOOOOOO!" Is she drunk? She's a little drunk. "WHOOOOO!"

Kasia is here, and she cares, she really does, but it's earlier in the day than it normally is for fights so her hype levels are pretty low. She does have a little banner that's green and has two noodly looking things painted on it that are probably supposed to be lekku, giving it a wave. Then she waves it in a wide enough arc that she baps Tarion right on the head with it, then continues to wave it in lieu of cheering.

Vasani makes her way into the fighting pit, Slasst in tow. Surprisingly there is no Darius with her though because he is back in the ship sleeping still. She pushes her way through the crowd, not that much pushing is needed as most people clear way of the giant lizard, and gets as close to the ring as she can and hopefully meeting up with some friends to watch the fight with. "GO HIT EM!!" She yells as the fight starts, not aimed at either contestant in particular.

Hex and Sajin are in the ring. They are gonna fight. Tight shorts vs Cargo pockets. Nobody cares. Except Defiance. Bless their hearts.

Sajin nods to Hex after studying him for a moment. That kind of blank stare an idiot who gets distracted a lot during a long explination would make. A vegitable as it were. "Ah... well. Fair enough. I forgive you for the disfigurment I'm about to recieve." This was different than Attack Cardio that Grom and Him performed with Hex to help him get rid of that Dad bod. They were failing hard at that. HE waits for the bell, backing up a bit towards his corner.

Buf Finkel, the most well-dressed eligible bachelor on Nar Shadda. is simply dripping in leopard print. And despite the toned down mood of this afternoon fight fest, he is in the zone. Posture straight and more confident than ever, he booms:

"Ladies and Gentleman! An exciting fight we have for your this afternoon! Comrades, brothers in arms, beating each other senseless for LAST PLACE and FIVE. THOUSAND. CREDITS. Good folks of Nar Shaddaa - LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLEEEEEEEEEEEE."

"In the RED corner at 6 foot 2, carrying two hundred and sixteen pounds, he doesn't know what young people are up to these days, he doesn't know his password and he doesn't know why he's here...."

"HEKSASH'KURIIIIIIII"

Per Usha's instructions, the video droids try and keep their shots of Hex to a tight headshot. Because from previous fights, she's noticed ratings go down when they display a close up of Hex's full body.

Hex has a body that loses ratings. It is probably also not 216 lbs anymore, but in events where Grom fights Mujiji, nobody cares about weigh in anyway. He steps into the lights, and tiredly thinks about getting the kids off his lawn, also when he should tell Kasia that he locked out the bank account with too many failed password attempts again. Why is he here?

In the stands, Naelyn is draped discreetly in darkgreen and black robes, hood up as his fingers are flying over the screen of his datapad as he resets Hex's passwords. At his feet a cooler of Defiance Snacks, he does look up for a moment, blinking slowly when the man/woman processes what is happening. Then. Back to resetting passwords.

"YEAHHH GO HEX!! GO SAJIN!!" Vasani cheers on the edge of the ring, throwing bug snacks at the two of them because she SOMEHOW managed to forget to bring glass to the fight. She's got her A game excitement, even if nobody else does. Ya know how last time she was bouncing on the edge of her seat? She doesn't even HAVE a seat this time. Just standing as close as she can, her and the giant lizard probably blocking the view of the person she's standing in front of.

Tarion has glass. He has a whole purse full of glass. The bounty hunter's got his green, gold-chained purse open between his feet and it's packed full of glasses, all of them stolen from the Blue Light. He got away clean, no one will ever know it was him, also, many of them have 'Blue Light' printed on the side. The perfect crime. He's bapped in the head by Kasia's flag, though, and edges away from her. "BOO. Down with Hex! Make Sajin ugly again!"

Hex and Sajin are in the ring. They are gonna fight for the loser match in the recent series of Cartel fights. Tight shorts vs Cargo pockets. Nobody cares. Except Defiance. Bless their hearts.

Zul Gradnk decides to arrive late. She heard of a fight with HEx. So, when she sees her least favourite bounty hunter, she taps him on the shoulder "Tarion, did I hear right that HEx lost his mind? Is he boxing?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.

Buf gives a moment for the audience to laugh or cry at Hex, and with professional timing continues on to the next announcement: "In the BLUE corner, also at 6 foot 2, a hefty two hundred and eighty pounds - he's of the well endowed crowd and if you've made a mess, he's probably cleaned it up already..."

"SAJIN"

"KOVO"

"KAAAHHHHHHHH"

The video droids have gotten completely opposite instructions for this one. The screens are filled with nothing but shots of the Sajin's goods and nothing else. To quote Usha earlier : "No one's really interested in his face or personality. So if we can keep things focused on his butt, that'd be best."

Kasia successfully bops Tarion on the head at least once, tries again and misses, but it's in this attempt that she notices the purse at Tarion's feet. A purse full of glasses. Glasses with the Blue Light on them. "TARION TAVERS WHAT DO YOU HAVE THERE?" she asks in a voice that's louder than it needs to be to be heard over the crowd. She dosen't wait for an answer before she's lunging down to try and grab the bag full of weapons that she paid for, and also possibly starting an audience brawl. Audience participation is good, right?

The referee meets the fighters in the middle. "I want a good clean fight. No weapons. Protect yourselves at all times and everything I say you must obey." The fighters are given a minute more to prep, and then DING DING!

Ding ding ding, the match of losers begins in spectacular loser style as Hex tries to punch Sajin in the face, which he literally just said he wouldn't do. But they're on drugs, okay. Sajin's face is just too pretty though, too pretty, he can't do it. Could he deface such a work of art? Do you think him a monster? Anyway he's missed.

Vasani hears the scolding of mother Kasia and turns from the fight to jump up and down, waving to where her and Tarion are seated. "HI!!!" The Twi'lek greets, having no knowledge of theft and glass weaponry. It is when she is turned that Vasani happens to miss the start of the fight. "NO!" She yelps, turning back around, full attention on the potential beatings. "YOU GOT THIS!!!!" She cheers the fighters on. Slasst, wondering what has got his owner so excited, stands up on his back legs, resting his front legs on the edge of the ring. Ah yes, blocking the audience's view EVEN MORE! Yeah, well. Despite Hex letting the fists fly, Sajin bobbing out of the way, and those raging combat stims boiling his blood. The Hapan can't bring himself to really try a hard and fast punch on his boss. He loved the man. THATS RIGHT KASIA HE LOVES HEX.

"Has Sajin's ass always been that nice?" Jehn asks no one in particular, but the appearance of Zul nearby to tap at Tarion means it's directed mostly at her - and Kasia diving forward. "Oh, no fair, can I have a few? And snacks? Who has snacks? Where is Naelyn?" She really needs to get better at reading context. "Look, no one is hitting anyone yet, they'll be fine." Who is that to? Probably Kasia, maybe the stunted Socorran nearby, maybe she's just blabbing for the sake of it.

"I'm late. " Darius says with a whistle and skip as he enters the building. Damn space alarm didn't wake him up, mostly cause he doesn't own a space alarm and told Vasani not to wake him up for anything. But he totally meant wake him up for this. "I'm late, Imma late. Something verry important date. " Of course he has always decided to horrible sing as scans the crowd. "I'm late, just the latst. I lose time and then I save. My whiskers... Something, something. I rush and hop. " He finally gets to the screaming blue Twi'lek Vasnai and smiles. Slasst gets an itch behind the ear, really the giant lizard was the thing he spotted. "Oh, hi Spots! How is it going?"

"Get back, witch!" Tarion cries in a moment of idiotic panic, a mode that comprises roughly half of all moments he experiences, snatching his back away from Kasia and flopping onto the bleacher in the direction that is most away from her, in what he believes to be a cunning escape. His hand shoots into the purse, snatches out a Blue Light pintglass, and chucks it at the fence with a cry: "FLY TRUE!" Shards fly everywhere as it smashes against the cage.

Zul Gradnk gulps and decides to remind the two of her presence. Like, trying to drag Tarion away from the glasses. Not likely that she will win "HEy! If you hurt Hex Kasia will be furious." she says, waving at her boss, giving Tarion even more of a chance to break free "Did Hex go insane?" she asks Hex cannot hit Sajin's face. It's too beautiful. He can however kick him in the knee. You have ugly knees, cleanliboi. But even then, his eyes water. Could it be the drugs alone, though? How could it? For he, too, loves Sajin.

Daven is snaking his way through the crowded bleacher seats, doing that careful balancing act of holding two separate drinks. A step, a step, a step and a lean away as some guy falls past where he was going to step. Then the glass flies and Kasia is shouting something or other. A short taking in of that scene, and he'll turn to walk the other way. Take the long way around towards Usha.

There is a crack as Hex lands a blow to Sajin's knee. A pop or two and he yells and lips back away. "Oh that... was a good one." He stretches out his knee, "I think you got rid of some of the authritise there." Likely from years of doing exactly what he's doing with Hex now. Sajin levels a Haymaker towars Hex. Now that the ice was broken maybe it was easier for these two to hit each other now.

Kasia doesn't go for the glass in Tarion's hand, but she does try to grab the purse at Tarion's feet, so he'll get at least that shot off before he's got to brawl with her. If she gets the purse, she'll try to pull it out of his reach, because wildly yanking a bag full of glasses around is smart. "Can't you just throw rocks like Grom?" she asks, in stronger defense of the Blue Light's bottom line than her spouse. She'll just not mention that part later.

Another person slips into the crowd, and that person is Aenaria. Remarkable only for her white hair, which among the crowd is rather not, she doesn't stick out very much. It also helps that she knows practically no one, which means unless someone bothers her, she can just watch the fight.

Hex gets made hay of. It's a solid crack across the jaw that leaves him bleeding from the kisser, now he will not get any kisses, because he does this all the goddamn time honestly and Kasia is super over it. Who has to take care of the baby when you get beat up by crazy random Hapanstance, huh Hex? Huh? He spits blood on the mat, and returns to punch Sajin in his stellar abs. You want to touch them too, don't lie.

"Oh hey, Dare!" Vasani says to the side at her partner, not taking her eyes off the fight. She is NOT missing it this time. Bugs are thrown by Vasani but then glass shatters around them. Wonder where that came from? They should bring like.. protective umbrellla shields to these things. Maybe they can have pictures of the fighters on them! Vasani wants a Hex protective umbrella shield now. Vasani turns to figure out where the glass came from and sees that there is ANOTHER FIGHT BEHIND HER? Oh man, which way does she look? She came here to see fights and promised herself she wasn't gonna miss any part of any fighting. And now there's two fights?! Vasani ends up turning her head back and forth, slapping Darius with her lekku as she tries to catch all of both fights.

Usha is lounging in a chair in the staff area somewhere. It's a sunglasses on kind of afternoon. She's pumped herself full of some sort of spice that has left her apathetic to the chaos happening in the crowd. And when Daven's joined her, she spots the second drink in his hand before saying, "Thank the staarrrrrrssssss." Her hand is held out expectantly.

Sajin is still favoring that one leg that hex probably did a number on and Dr. Kal was just going to have to judge him on. Further more he arches over when the bunch comes to his stomach. He was not ready for that one and the wind knocks him over. Maybe he should take this to the ground? Probably not, but the Hapan was stupid. Really stupid and instead of backing up for more distance, gets closer to hex and attempts a takedown. Which goes horrible not in his favor.

40% of everyone is super into getting judged by Dr Kal though, so that's alright.

Woah, are they brawling in the stands now, too? Jehn didn't sign on for this, and quickly gathers up her fake lekku and her mop and skips several rows back, searching... Searching... NAELYN. "Help." She says simply, scrambling toward the Sephi hybrid. "Do you have snacks?" She fishes something out of her pocket, and a spark and a half later, that little section starts to get a little smokier. "Oh, ouch. At least Hex has some cushion." She takes a long drag off the little slip of paper between her fingers before offering it over to Naelyn.

"Everywhere are NOODLE FIGHTS," bellows an excitable Houk. "Smash each other for glory, Little King and Funny head tails!" Grom encourages, smashing a glass against the cage. "GLORY," he adds for emphasis.

Hex cleverly dodges Sajin's takedown attempt, and returns fire by attempting to sweep the other combatant's legs from under him. It works exactly as well as Sajin's takedown, which is to say that it doesn't. Combat stims on board, he's oblivious to Kasia's first love (the blue light's bottom lines) and his friends and coworkers (hooligans, criminals, people who should either be on more drugs or fewer). He has eyes only for Sajin. They look like they're doin interpretive dance. "Hex has always /been/ crazy," Tarion spits out in response to Zul, latching onto his purse desperately and wishing Rheisa was here to roll her sewing stat so that we could see if it can handle THE STRAIN, but oh well. "I can't throw rocks, there's a cage! How will I hit them?! I need the /glass!/" he shouts at Kasia, emboldened by the fact that he called her a witch and got away with it. "Get away from me! I'm trying to be a good fan here!" Twisting away with an ungainly hop, the bounty hunter trips his way down the bleachers, actually falling and rolling down a few rows, but he pops up again with a sort of unstoppable dumb luck to crow back at her, reaching into his bag and pulling out a glass. "ANOTHER!"

"I knew this would be how I died!" Darius says with a laugh as Vasani's lekku's smack him in the face. He, as gently as possible, snatches both of the lekkus to have Vasani focus on him. "Spots, we'll make a deal. You watch Hex, and Slasst and I will watch all the other stuff okay ka? " He tries his best sound like Hex, but than feels bad because he betrayed Sajin now. "Ahh, don't worry buddy I bet someone is gonna send you a bunch of space tacos regardless if you win this fight!" Darius calls into the ring to Sajin.

"Thank the stars? Thank me!" Daven glances between his drinks in hand..which..one..for..Usha. And hands her the one in his left before plopping down next to her. "Hey. Thats Hex! I touched his wife's butt." The man has few claims to fame and thats one of them.

Somewhere, somone in the crowd is watching two sweaty men put their hands all over each other. As the close in fighting continues, which Sajin does because some how he thinks 'oh, he can't hit me when I'm close' or what ever dumb reason, Sajin's shimmering muscular body slides and slaps against Hex's as he tries (and fails) another takedown attempt. IT might be happening in slow motion, with Take My Breath away playing and setting the mood. Who knows.

Take my breath awaaaaaaayyyyy.... yeah, huff, puff, Hex should eat less and smoke less. He's flagging. He swings. But misses. He needs a minute, okay?? Ay Kasia you lucky girl, what're you doin later.

Zul Gradnk eyerolls "Why are you throwing glasses then, Tars?" she asks, raising what would be an eyebrow, had she had any hair. She knew a wig was a good idea "And why are you fighting?"

Sajin sees an opening as his unwitting ropadope has seemed to tire out dad-bod Hex. HE returns the favor from his last hit and sents a punch right into the side/gut of the Twi'lek. There's a sad look in Sajin's eyes as he can feel that it's a good solid hit. A look of remorse and regrete as if doing that was the most painful thing in the world. <3

Jehni'va Cihn sits back by Naelyn, huffing and puffing and begging for snacks as she watches the fight, fading into the background.

"I'm taking at least thirty glasses out of your paycheck!" Kasia shouts after Tarion as he wrestles himself away from her grasp with the bag of stolen glasses. "Probably more!" Yeah, she went there, his money is on the line. This is what it's come to, Tarion. She's been so focused on this that she forgot to watch the fight, but now that the fool has absconded with his stolen goods, she looks back to the fight, lifting the little pennant to wave it again. "Go Hex!" Is Hex winning? Losing? She has no idea. It might not have been the most painful thing in the world, but it was definitely up there, judging by the strangled 'agh!' that Hex emits as he goes down to the mat, off his feet, wind knocked out of him. C'mon down Sajin it's a ground game now!

"Well you're a star then," Usha says absentmindedly and sprinkles a little bit of her special powder into her drink. The pouch is offered to Daven should he also want to spike his drink further. "Yeah well, now he's touching Sajin's, which is real nice." Speaking of butts, even Usha can't disregard the slapping of sweaty man skin, and her cheeks flush a light purple at the sight. Her pervy eyes are luckily hid behind the lenses. "Man I love my job ..." she mutters to Daven idly.

Sajin takes the invitation and starts the grapple, straddling like a professional fighter would and goes to work with his Elbow to the face. He's nice though and avoids the Lekku. Two men, sweaty men, on top of each other... staddling. All the words you need to write a sultry novel are there. Even the punching.

Vasani is jumped as her lekku are grabbed, and shifts around awkwardly until Darius lets go of them. "Okay." She quietly agrees to watching one fight while Darius covers the other. And then she peps back up with excitement, practically breaking her way into the ring. "BREAK HIS SEXY FACE, HEX!!!" She screams and then immediately feels bad. She just wants to cheer him on and hopefully encourage less missing of fists, she doesn't actually want Sajin's sexy face to be hurt.

GROUND GAME! They're strong, they're sweaty, they're rolling around on the ground. Hex is awkwardly choked out for longer than is really comfortable for anyone here, then manages to break loose long enough to knee Sajin in the midsection again. Then it's back to the sweaty embrace of the snuggle struggle.

Grom grabs the fencing and shakes it, his cheering stones long since thrown. "GLORY," he howls, teeth bared in a great smile (?) at the bloodbath playing out between hetero life mates.

"I somehow knew you only wanted to see men sweaty and grunting." Daven is quite happy enough to sprinkle some of whatever go-go-powder onto his martini looking thing. A sip. MmmM. Sour apple. Its relatively peaceful in the staff area. No glasses being thrown into cages or forcefields. Bunch of monsters out there.

Sajin vomits, VOMITS all over Hex as the knee comes crashing like a ton of bricks into his mid section. After that comes some blood and spittle. There's definatly some broken ribs and internal bleeding. MEn, manly men, who fight. Fight for their love. Together always. Sajin, as battered as he is after that knows exactly what to do. KEEP FIGHTING. As Hex gets back in the grapple, Sajin uses his martial arts training to get the upper hand again and keep delivering what ever blows he can while he can maintain that postion.

Echo calls rumble throughout the crowd as the juvenile Varactyl Slasst also gets excited. Or maybe it is just terrified seeing is mommie scream, drool, and howl at a bunch of half naked dudes wrestling. Darius just leans against the ring to face outward keeping up his part of the deal. "Careful ya don't tear down the barrier Spots. " He says not serious. But it'd be cool if Vasani tried! Right?

"I ONLY TOOK TWELVE," Tarion yells back at Kasia, but, like, he took nine, he's just a bad counter. She's threatening his paycheck and it gives him serious pause, but some things are more important, and the bounty hunter turns to chuck another glass at the fighters, only it goes totally wide and crashes into the audience on the other side. "I'm using glass because they put a cage up to stop rocks, /duh/," he informs Zul, already pulling another one out of his purse.

Naelyn is over -> there, knees drawn up and tucked under his chin, moving a hand to tug his hood down a bit as he doesn't know these people, really. Just watching the fight, idly worrying his bottom lip and rocking a bit.

"Punch glorious hole in face!" Grom bellows in support if one or both of the combatants. "GLORY HOLE," is added with another shake of the fencing.

Zul Gradnk tries to grab a glass, sighing "Sorry, Kasia. I will pay for it!" she promises, but fails to steal it, shaking her head "Could I get a glass?" she asks Tarion instead "Wait... is it a fight or one of my holovids?" she wonders, watching the 'fight'. Until Sajin pukes. Then, she turns an unhealthy shade and covering her mouth "Urgh. Why..."

VOMIT. VOMIT EVERYWHERE. As a man who's thrown up on more than one person's shoes, you'd think Hex would be more prepared for this, but it catches him by surprise, and he does not dodge it, he gets vomited upon. Hex freaks out and punches Sajin again; the Hapan fights like a trained martial artist and Hex fights like someone who learned it by getting set on fire and kicked down the stairs, but they're both ferocious and lovable. Both men are now past the limits of MERE MORTALS, fighting on fumes and combat stims and their weird messed up bromance for one another. Whose combat juice will fail him first?

Kasia's pennant droops as the waving stops, and then it lowers as her face scrunches up. Vomit. Why is it always vomit? "Someone is going to have to hose them down before they're allowed to come home," she shouts in the general direction of the staff box, not knowing whether or not they can hear her. She yells it regardless, and then goes back to watching the fight, but ceases to cheer at this point.

How the hell is Sajin still going. How is this even possible. As the flurry of blows keep coming, and the struggle to keep on top of one another (giggidy) continues It might be possible to hear Sajin saying, "I... Love... You... Boss..." Between each exertion in their fighting.

"Whatever Usha wants, Usha gets," says the Zeltron, who bites the tip of her thumb as she watches the fight go down. There's vom, but that doesn't make it any less hot. She does however offer to Daven, "If you're good, maybe we can make the next fighting competition all female. You have any referee experience?" And then suddenly a flying glass gets hucked into the peaceful staff area, crushing the drink in Usha's hand, the shard on shard action cutting her fingers. She pauses, looks at the blue light insignia and flushes a rageful red. "AHHHHHHH. THESE TRASH HOLES!!!" Usha slams her broken glass to the ground and begins to stomp out of the area to where Kasia and other are seated.

"Gross." Vasani comments quietly at the vomiting. Then more bugs are thrown through the cage. Most of them scatter and don't go far, but a couple of them are pretty close to the fighting. If vomit covered fighters happen to roll in the right direction they would probably have bugs sticking to them too. What a fun time! "YOU GUYS'RE NASTY!!" She yells into the ring. "PUNCH THE GROSS DUDE!!" Which one is the gross dude? Both. Both of them are.

Hex manages to break another stranglehold just long enough to bash Sajin upside the head, though both of them are having difficulty with this fight, with the level of their wounds, and with how to process complicated emotions within the constraints of traditional space patriarchy. Spacetriarchy. "You'll... always be... my best.... employee," Hex gasps, as he tries to stay alive and also murder Sajin.

At this moment Darius is totally happy to not watch two vomit covered dudes get all squishy together. Darius totally didn't hear anything Usha said, this is a total independant thought of course, but he glances up to Vasani. "You know if they do an all ladies brawl, think you'll enter? I'm sure Hex would train you."

"You'll always be my boss!" Sajin exlaims as he lays one last hay maker into Hex's FASE. Sajin was in rough shape as well. A huge welt and bruise was comming in on is side where Hex had gotten him. The last punch to his temple was mazing him really dizzy, it was cut too and bleeding down into his face and eye. His knee was swollen and kind of funky looking. Just aweful. Just aweful. He takes a moment, wobbling and then falls on his back right there across from Hex. Completely out of energy. No matter what Stim he was on. Honestly he was surprised he was still awake.

Oh good, just the person that Kasia was looking for. She turns to the angry, marching Usha, having no idea about the glass incident in their nice little haven away from the trash. "Hey, do you have a hose or something that you can spray them with before you set them loose on the world? they're disgusting, and I really don't want either of them getting in my speeder like that."

Hex is slammed in the FAISE. And this time he doesn't come back at Sajin. He just lies there, still and quiet and painfully dramatic in the harsh contrast of the lights. Like a Caravaggio painting but with more vomit. Look what you've done, Sajin. Look what you hath wrought.

"I am usually the one in the ring. But with blades. Quite a few years ago though." Daven is quick enough to stand up and turn so that any glass hits his shirt and falls off instead of cutting into him. Usha's drink is gone though and she is stomping off. A quick decision has to be made, and Daven chugs down most of his drink before stomping off behind Usha. To follow her to wherever she is about to start /more/ trouble.

The referee rushes out for the count.

"1..."

"2..."

"3...."

DING DING DING!!!!

Who could have thrown that glass? It couldn't be Tarion, the rogue bounty hunter with the dumb homemade T-shirt on over top of his armor, two smiley faces crossed out, one of them with curvy lines coming off the head. It could not be him, standing there with a half-open green purse filled with pint-glasses labeled 'Blue Light.' He glances over as Usha approaches, her stomping steps raising a brow. "What?"

"LITTLE KING!" Grom howls in approval as Sajin manages to remain upright for one punch and one moment longer than Hex. "Victorious Little King, and Glorious puke noodles!"

Naelyn stands up very quickly, hand moving to his mouth as Hex is knocked the eff out. He takes a deep breath, moving down the stands towards the fence, hand moving to tangle in the fence as he stares with wide eyes. He blinks slowly and makes a soft sound, resigned yet...worried.

Zul Gradnk decides to just stand these, breathing labourously "So, Hex lost from Grom's sounds?" she asks, having turned a very, very, very blueish green "Say, does someone have a buckett? I knew I shouldn't have eaten all these burgers for lunch."

Vasani lets out some crazy howls and screams cheering as the fight ends, content that she FINALLY got to watch one of these all the way through without missing anything. "Good fight guys!!" she claps for them and splits the last of her bug snacks, throwing a handful to Slasst who catches them in his mouth and throwing the rest into her own mouth. "Only one left!" She says to Darius. "I hope they do more a' these, they're so fun! I love watchin' people get beat up! How'd the fight back there go?"

Sajin crawls towards his corner seat and pulls himself up in it. Hanging there, watching Hex's unmoving form. "Sithspit..." HE groans as his entire body aches. "I need an Ambulance..." And a shower.

Especially a shower.

"Winner by knockout. Sajin Kovo Kah!" the referee announces, taking Sajin's vom hands and raising them into the air victoriously. Pretty females of all sorts come out to give the Hapan his prize, a bag full on nothing that symbolizes 5,000 credits. The real amount gets wired to him later.

STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP. Nevermind that the fight is over. Usha raises a bloodied fist in the air, ready to let Kasia have it! But then the woman has a legit question, and she pauses her tirade momentarily to say, "Oh yeah, I totally get that. There should be some showers in the locker room. You can get them cleaned up before they go." It's a good thing that Usha paused a moment because Tarion's green bag is very easily spotted and her red rage meter goes up again. "TAVERS. I JUST GOT MY NAILS DONE." Breaking into a full out run, she rushes for him.

"I mean, there is the final round. But did yeah hear me? Hex offered to train me, if you wanted to fight in one of these I bet-" Darius says to Ve and then skips out of the way as Usha comes crashing into the fence next to him. An idea came. "Looks like RBB is scouting already! Vasani quick here is your chance make an impression. Punch her! Get your revenge for the circus!"

"THIS IS FER MY FOOT!!" Vasani screams and throws a wild punch. However she forgot she had Slasst on a leash, and somehow she managed to wrap herself up in the leash as she watched the fight. The punch goes flying and so does Vasani as she is tied up in the leash and launches her body onto the ground in front of Usha.

Zul Gradnk gulps and looks at her two friends "Uhm, do you have any idea why that girl wanted to punch Kasia? And why she gets attacked?"

Slasst, so afraid of what is happening, vomits on Vasani. Also cause he ate bugs yo, and we changed that diet.

Daven was quite ready to draw a weapon on Vasani, but not even a moment passes before the attack is obviously going to fail. And spectacularly. So it doesn't come up. Darius' vomit gets the Cartel Man to step way way back out of the splash zone. And to try and help the pink lady up from her feet. "C'mon now. Getting mad at Tarion is like getting mad at a nerf for walking into trees. They're just dumb creatures doing dumb things."

Kasia edges away from the fight and heads for however one gets into the ring, trying to move around to a place where she can help her vomity spouse to the showers. If he can stand up. She's not going to try and pick him up. He's gross right now, ok. "Hex, ka're, you need to get up so that you can go wash off."

Tarion just stands there observing all this, holding his purse by one golden chain, the dumb cog at the center of a dumb universe as one catastrophe follows another. In his other hand, he holds one of the glasses that set this in motion, and when Usha goes flying past, he just laughs, pointing with it. A great day on Nar Shaddaa. "Hex got beat by his own favorite! How do you feel about favoritism /now/, huh? Suck it!" Today is a day to not care about his paycheck, to cut loose for once and enjoy the feeling of the wind and shards of glass in his hair.

Sajin stands after taking a breather, hobbling over towards Hax and Kasia. "I'll help him up, Kasia. I put him there..." He waits to see if Hex will awaken before attempting to help the man up to his feet so they can get them somewhere proper to heal and shower. Together? Maybe... only your imaginations can know.

Wincing, Usha rubs her still wounded arm that made an impact with the fence. She's ready to give another attempt at the smug bastard only now she's got a Twi'lek after her. The Zeltron's eye's go wide at the sudden attack and she disclaims, "You did that to your own foot! KASIA CONTROL YOUR PEOPLE!" For now, Usha will take matters into her own hands. She attempts to deliver a kick in Vasani's side while she's down. But it looks like her foot is getting caught in the leash as well and down the Zelt falls!

Vasani is currently tied up in a leash, rolling around on the ground. Usha's kick misses and now the two of them are tied up together, stuck on the ground wiggling. Vasani tries to pull herself away and get up, but the more she moves (and the more freaked out Slasst gets) the tighter the leash is. Now they're just stuck pressed up and tied together on the ground. Covered in lizard vomit and presumably blood from Usha's hand.

Sajin totally can't see the comotion and kinky fight that Vasani and Usha are having. Nope, he's too busy helping his beloved Boss up and away to drool over what's going on.

Naelyn moves carefully over to where Vasani and Usha are going at it and failing and places himself near the two, holding his hands up slightly and looking between the two slowly. "Please cease this disgraceful display of cosmic failure. Neither of you are being compensated for such antics. Would you not rather have some food and drink?" He is wearing that expression, not of judgement but of disappointment as he pushes his hood back and raises a well groomed eyebrow.

Darius is just humming to himself now, as he had unhooked Slasst' leash a little while ago, so the girls are basically just tied up together. Vomit, sweat, and blood. Red vs blue. The next big event. Though as Naelyn comes over Darius smirks. "I think they are getting it out of their system, I'm sure they'll kiss and make up soon."

"I can't!" Kasia shouts back to Usha as she tries to get Hex on his feet without actually having to touch him, and then sends him off with Sajin to be showered off. She'll come help once the vomit is gone. "I'm pretty sure short of sedatives, they can't actually be controlled."

Usha is still an angry little bug and attempts to wriggle around and free herself. No such luck. Eventually she tires. Her complexion dies back down to a normal magenta. She takes a deep inhale and sighs. Naelyn is right, that beautiful creature that he is. "He's right. We're not being paid extra for this ... Vasani?" Usha looks over to the pretty little Twi'lek she's tied to, and whispers something into her ear before giving her an affectionate little peck on the cheek. And to the rest, she dryly demands, "Now will someone help us out of this before we go viral on the Holonet."

Vasani nods to Usha, accepting her whispered words. "Yeah, if we're gonna go viral, can we at least do it WITHOUT the lizard vomit?" Vasani adds for everyone to hear. "Let us outta here an' we'll make another vid later" Vasani gives a wink, and bribes the gaggle of boys around them to free them. Little do they know that if Vasani and Usha were to make another video it would be something stupid like a recording of a karaoke night or something that nobody really cares to see.

Speaking of going Viral, Daven's datapad is out for awhile. Just, uh, not doing anything for a bit. Because thats what you do. Then he'll step in to try and tug the leash free from around the squirming aliens. "If you gusy stop squirming, it'd be a bit easier."

When it seems the fight between Usha and Vasani won't escalate, Tarion just kind of sighs, putting his glass back into the purse and closing the fang latch. "Alright, fine, someone... set them loose, I guess," the bounty hunter decides reluctantly, stepping down a few bleacher benches to the level where everyone else is near the ring itself. "If I had known you were into the ropes and vomiting, I mean, you should have mentioned this earlier," he mentions to Usha with a wink. Wink wink. It's a really big, really slow, double-wink, to make sure she sees it, and it looks really dumb.

"Woah! Usha any other video with the Blue Bandit and you'll need to get a signed permission slip from me. " Yep. It works both ways baby. Even though Ve was the one to suggest the idea, and Darius is sure Vasani most likely has something dorky in mind. Though it seems Vasani's plight, her body wrapped up with the Zeltron fight runner, is more entertaining than the persuasiveness of her words. At least to most others. Slasst on the other hand loves his mommie, and walks over to the leash and rips it off, giving an echo call and then starting to lick the puke off of the two ladies. Yep, he did it. He'll clean it.

Naelyn was going to move forward and cut the ladies free, but...he has to take a step back to allow the Slasst to do his thinf. There is a long pause before he takea a deep breath. He could have been some rich ruler's prized pet and confidant but no. He is here. This is his life and he just pulls his hood back up.

With a grunt, Usha sits herself up once Naelyn sets them free, "Thank you, darling." Making sure Vasani gets up as well, she says to Darius, "You two put up an awful lot of red tape. What if everyone just wants to enjoy you both?" Sitting in animal vom and covered in blood while a varactyl licks at the carnage. This is not the afternoon she had planned. Her eye's narrow at Tarion, begging and hoping that he will not say more. "I never showed you what you did to my hand," she says and then slaps the bounty hunter across the face with her bloody one.

Daven pulls on a part of the rope, only tightening it. "No! No ya gotta get it from the end! The end a the leash not that part!" Vasani tries to instruct, losing all air of sexiness for the moment. "Ah! Good boy!!!" Vasani sits up next to Usha scratchin Slasst in his feather mane after he frees them. "You saved us, Slasst!!" she hugs the lizard tightly before turning back to Usha and getting up off the ground with her. "Red tape you say?" Vasani asks with a hint of teasing in her voice. "What if both of us want to enjoy you too though? Red tape and all?" But before there is an answer there are some bloody slaps coming toward Tarion.

Tarion Tavers is a disaster. An unsexy disaster. The bounty hunter is smacked upside the face, which leaves behind a red handprint, which is pretty much something that he has there all the time, but this one isn't just a mark. The smack swings his head to one side, just a little, and then he's turning it back towards the Zeltron, getting up in her face to fume from a very short distance as he stares eye to eye, lips pursing angrily. "Look, you... you..." Eyes narrowing, a deep breath in through his nose. Kasia is here, Naelyn is here, all the sources of payment are here. Calm, center, focus. "Why don't you follow me to the clinic then and I'll show you something else I can do?" he suggests instead, a small, smirking grin creeping its way across his face as he works back that anger. Just like they do on the holo-soaps!

Darius was gonna have a come back to Usha, probably say a HILARIOUS witty remark, but Vasani gives her suggestions first. It takes the wind out of his sails. He isn't really gonna top that. "Ah, what Ve said!" Yep. Good recovery Darius. Good Recovery. He looks over the blue Twi'lek and wipes away a little puke that Slasst missed, as he isn't afraid to get down and dirty for his fiancé. Shots fired, Kasia. "Ready to get back to the ship and have me wash you all clean slugger? How about full body massage as well? I'm talkin foot-rubs and everything."

Yep! That's Usha's blood on Tarion's face. Hell, getting to slap him was a turn on in itself! And she very angrily meets him eye to eye, ready to take on whatever retaliation he was going to dish out. Any consequence would have been worth it. But ... Blink Blink Blink. "What? No! That's the /wrong/ reaction Tavers. You're supposed to hit me back or shoot me with the stun setting on or something. You always ruin everything." She spits in Tarion's face and gets up to her feet to clean herself off.

Speaking of enticing offers. The Zeltron bites her thumb again as if she were hardly able to contain herself after Vasani' suggestion. "I ... I mean. If you guys don't mind that I'm a little rusty ... it's been a few years since I've been with another couple ..." She's a ball of nerves until she realizes that the Twi'lek is just teasing. "OH! You're just joking, right? Hyeahh....good one Vasani...," she clears her throat, looking for her powder pouch.

Vasani just smiles, not answering if it was a joke or not. What she does answer however is Darius' request. "A foot rub!?!" She perks up excitedly. "You sure do know how to treat your puke covered woman!" She gives him a wink, before turning back to the previous conversation. "Looks like Tarion could use some tips from me. Don't worry, kid! I'll teach ya all about flirtin' with women someday. You won't be alone forever!" She teases him before starting to make her way out of the fighting pit as things seem to be finishing up. "Nice time as always, Usha. And nice ta' see ya too, Naelyn! See ya 'round later!" And Vasani blows a kiss to the crowd.

"Excuse /me/ if we're not all as kriffing crazy as you kriffing ZELTRONS," Tarion yells back at Usha when she spits in his face, flailing wildly to shove at her but there's spit in his eye and he shoves over some poor kid with a Hex poster instead. Whoops. "...I should probably get out of here," he mumbles as he wipes at his eye, squinting down at the wailing kid with a scuffed knee that he just... assaulted, or whatever. Semantics. "Shut up!" he offers the child instead, glaring at Usha and pointing a finger. "It's her fault, the mean pink lady with the ugly frown. Blame her." Then he's stalking out of the area, calling "Suck my tip!" back at Vasani as he goes.