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Bright Journey	The brilliant red sun is setting in the west, still visible now in Great Forks but soon to be behind the walls of the city, and for those in the Colosseum, the walls therein will obstruct its gaze a bit sooner than that. The reddish, hazy glow casts its light over everything this early evening, as if Mars Herself watches over the promised clash of warriors to come. The excitement is at a high, sustained pitch as even the nosebleed seats are standing room only. Tonight, some of the mightiest, most spectacular warriors from the first round are on the card, and many of them are already starting to garner fans! Whether quiet and reticent or boisterous and loud, there's a favorite fighter for everyone here. Since most of Bright Journey's available friends are actually in the ring, or soon will be, she's largely alone in the stands. That's quite all right, though--she didn't bother with a private booth today, but she has certainly taken advantage of the Nine Sheaves vendors and has a small collection of food and wine ready to hand in her premium seat. The screaming crowd all around is almost a comfort, in a way, as she leans out and looks over the rail in anticipation of the festivities to come.
Scarlet Onyx Sunada	Wandering Thunder has decided that she needs to bear witness to each bout as it may lead her to more of the exalts in the city. A grand melee of this sort will surely draw them like moths to a flame. Her seat is in one of the nicer sections offering a clear view of the arena below. She's gotten a couple of bottles of mead and enough food to keep her from leaving in search of more.
Tepet Makara	Makara has some doubts whether he shall continue watching the arena battles especially since the organizers have intentions that may implicate them in a Wyld Hunt by the Realm. It could even blow his cover and force him to adopt a new identity which he doesn't like. Although he has no investigative skills like an archon of the Realm, he decides to still come in case there might be rumors of interest from the people and exalts of Great Forks. He does not bring his armor for he hides it in his apartment in Greyfalls but wears his grey kimono with the symbol of his house. Even if he can camouflage it with Lunar illusions, it may draw the Consortium suspicions. While waiting, he reads a map of Creation with some Eastern places are encircled due to them being ports whose vessels might lead to the Caul. "Hmm, Port Caelin or Lookshy? Chiaroscuro is a safe bet but it's still far South for me"
Amethyst	The young alchemist steps out onto the arena, confident, and ready. Her blood whip gently unfurls as she squints her eyes at her opponent. But confidence soon fades to a terrible realization of who's on the other side of the arena. "Damnit." She murmurs to herself. But, she affords herself only a moment to be surprised before recomposing herself with that same confidence. She gently grasps at a silver bangle on her left arm, which contains a black jade ring laid into it, pressed up against her. She forces as grin as she makes her way to the center of the arena to meet Fudou face to face. And to talk before this battle begins.
Fudou the Mountain	@emit To say that his previous excitement has been tamped down abit would be something of an understatement. This really shouldn?t be. He always knew that this was a risk factor with this sort thing but now.it?s just not as fun anymore. Sometimes you wish you knew less. Thus when Fudou the Walking Mountain?s name comes up for a match after some time waiting, the bruiser just sort of languidly groans and rubs at the back of his nose. "Fine then" Before long the very quaking of the arena floor begins as the colossal approaches. The giants demeanor has outwardly changed. The roar of the crowds helps of course but there?s little point in letting anyone who may be watching suspect anything by him openly acting any different. Thus he doesn?t mind putting on a little show. Plumes of dust and broken earth billow around his ankles as he thunders slow and deliberate, massive arms wrapped in thick chains and metal bindings. Upon reaching his edge of the battle field, he lifts outrageously huge arms upward over his head while turning his fists away from each other. An audible creaking rumble resounds as his muscles inflate obscenely, swelling with blood and piling sinew on top of sinew towards truly stupendous proportions. The flex actually sending a shockwave rippling out away from him. The effects that were around his forearms and biceps shatter into countless pieces of metal and stone as the arms beneath them harden and engorge ever larger. They were apparently just there for the effect of them breaking off. Fudou swivels at the waist, turning his body about so that the arena can get full view of his outlandish body and he gestures with his hands, urging the cheers onward before bringing both arms in front of him in an even more preposterously huge flex while roaring: "YEAAAAAH!!!!" Never let ?em see you sweat, as they say. He spends some extra time with this showboating .. not even realizing yet just who is some distance away.
Caeleen Selena	Caeleen Selena is nowhere to be seen. Sure, she did reserve a seat, not that most anyone here would know her or where it is... but either way, she's not in it. Instead, there's a red fox with a case of the zoomies dashing back and forth along the top railing behind all of the seatings as the arena picks up its pace and new fighters are making their showy entrance. Someone's pet? Familiar? Who knows. As soon as Fudou slams the ground like that though, the fox bounces right off the rail with a yelp, legs scrambling for a bit ont he way down and... a perfectly graceful landing on the narrow railing follows. This leaves the little beast standing straight and looking down at the distant strongman with a strange alertness... he has certainly distinguished himself.
Amethyst	Amethyst plays a pretty good part in acting surprised, her eyes growing wide as she steps back a little bit. "You got to be kidding me. I have to fight /this/?" She asks in astoundment. The little dragon looks surprised, then shakes her head. "Well, I best prepare then." She's already demonstrated most of this in this arena before, so she breaths and focuses, channeling some of her burning essence into that strange bangle of hers, hopefully calming her essence fever just a little as she does so. Then, all at once, her anima erupts in a display of blues and reds before returning to their more natural colors of green/blue. But there's no aura, only the shifting patterns of the sea as her leather armor gives way to something much more interesting. The armor is this brilliant metallic substance with swirls of rainbows reflecting from every surface, tailored to fit her body well. The rugged leathers of her alchemy set shift to this strange wyld-steel, as the belts and pouches shift to fine metal chains and the pouches become finely made geometrically shaped boxes. She looks like something from another era entirely. The silver bangle inlaided with black jade simply becomes part of her newfound gauntlets. And to those who have been to Elderloch, it looks a lot like the sort of armor that her mother donned, tho with her own style. And last her tattoos flow into the armor she wears, displaying them in much more vivid detail as glowing swirls that dance along its surface. Lastly, Amethyst simply casts aside her blood whip, letting it coil into a groove in her gauntlet that seems purpose built for it, and instead she grabs a pair of silver canisters and opens it in her hands. From an explosion of prismatic essence comes a pair of swords made from the same material as her armor, one small and one medium sized, but both with much less reach than she had with her whip. "HEY!" A voice that the massive man is sure to reocgnize comes from the armored figure, "You gonna play to the crowd or we gonna do this?" And then quieter so the roars of the crowd drown out, "We gotta put up a good show or they might suspect us anyway. And I have been meaning to give thie armor a good test. Guess I get it for real." Reluctantly, Amethyst stands in a defensive pose.
Serene Herald	Perfect Question makes his way through the crowds, looking not mostly at the arena, but at the crowd, to see who watches and how. And catches sight of a familiar face, so makes his way towards the monk. "Hello, Thunder. I am of hoping you are are well? The tournament has been being of quite the show! I am wondering...who is watching, knowing them?" At the slam, the large spider next to him chitters disjointedly.
Bright Journey	One thing's for sure: The crowd gets louder when both of these combatants enter the ring! It's a pity this isn't the last climax bout of the night, but even so, it's taken top billing in one of the center rings. Even a few of the other combatants, still preparing for their own fights, stop to take in the sight of Fudou and Amethyst approaching the ring. Clearly, quite a few people in the stands remember Amethyst's humbling of that Earth Dragon blowhard. Fudou's cheers are somewhat higher-pitched, perhaps no surprise there, along with a collective gasp as his flex blows away the 'restraints' he was wearing. The gasp following Amethyst's armor's transformation is a little longer in coming, but longer and more strident when they finally realize what was happening. The cheers and clapping heighten in power as they realize which two are taking the floor...but no one, not even the referees, make a move to stop them from talking. Plenty of time to anticipate the thrills to come.
Caeleen Selena	It's not long before Wandering Thunder, Serene Herald, and - most particularly - the Herald's spider companion draw the red fox's attention. Padded feet trot quietly along the railing top, though the critter's not being especially stealthy. Rather, as it approaches, it draws back several times at one moment or another, each time inching closer until she's standing just barely within arm's reach... VERY overtly giving all of them a mega-sniff-sniff with the prominent little nose at the end of her snout. Sniff sniff. SNIFF SNIFF. The spider, lastly, she bends down and leans over in a freakish display of superb balance to sniff at just a BIT too closely at...
Scarlet Onyx Sunada	Wandering Thunder is very interested in the man that has clearly grown muscles flexing as his mass looks to have increased by a measureable amount. She is pleasantly surprised by teh new armor that Amethyst has displayed. She finds herself cheering along with the rest of the crowd in anticipation. She turns to Perfect Question. "Yes, I am very well. The bout promises to be an excellent one. Two warriors that would make Mars sing! Too bad there can be only one victor. Perhaps we should be scanning the stands for those taking more interest than they should?" Thunder turns to the fox that is being very bold. "Aren't you an interesting one. So agile and very brave. Perhaps you want a little something to eat? Are you looking for me?" She takes a piece of chicken and holds it out with her hand open.
Fudou the Mountain	"Amethyst?!" So much for that poker face. Fudou steps forward, striding closer with those earth quaking steps as he bears down on her, smile turned to a deep set frown. "This is..." he begins before grumbling, "...Unavoidable. It was my own suggestion that we didn?t withdraw so..." He cuts his own words short. There?s already clearly some sort of information leak going on. No need to give them more then they have already ?earned? and at this point there?s simply no telling what even the arena floor might hold in terms of efforts at gleaning personal information about the fighters. "Very well!" his mood becomes more affable and gregarious once again as he wags a finger as thick as her limbs at her and offers her a big grin, "A show it is then. I have one more lesson to teach you" His massive hands clap together, producing a loud *TWHOOOM* that ripples outward before he slides his massive body into a battle posture, fingers flexing and twitching and massive physique swelling and relaxing with his great gouts of breaths. "How to lose gracefully and in style.."
Tepet Makara	Makara notices Perfect Question is amongst the crowd but doesn't call out to him at first as he does not want to disturb him. But it seems the scholar was approaching none other that the one mortal who defeated the Earth Aspect from another fight from before. It only increased his suspicions about him but slides it off for now. He then stares at the center of the Arena, surprised who the two fighters are familiar to him. "One exigent of strength and a dragonblood? This should be interesting" Of course he knew about the former's true exaltation but he only says so in case the Consortium are listening somehow, so he is forced to use what they introduce themselves as in public
Amethyst	"I just wanna put up a good fight and make it look like you didn't just walk all over me." Amethyst grins."This armor should help. You like it?" She sheaths her swords for a moment, then closes the visor on her helmet. Dramatically drawing them with prismatic essence crawling across them, she crosses her mismatching swords, "Just try not to kill me, alright? Rishi'll never forgive you." Her voice is a bit muffled and echoed now through her helmet, but her tone is clearly jesting with him. And to herself, she murmurs quietly, "And this time Amethyst try to think with your head and not your essence. Don't do the risky stuff that got you caught out the last few times." "Ready?" She asks him.
Serene Herald	"It was my thought," Question responds as he starts to take a seat, but then is interrupted by a fox aggressibely sniffing at him, causing a bit of consternation. And then it's the spider. The spider skitters up the front to the top of the rail, every move quick and inevitable. Eyes glitter as it pokes the fox with one of its forelegs and chitters again! C-t-t-t-t-tt! "And it seems they have been fighting before. It is of making sense, for the strogest to know, to spar. And then for here." Distracted more by the spider, he reaches out a hand to rest on its back. "Stay calm. It will not be of eating you."
Fudou the Mountain	"Hmm...so you want to make me work for this. ASlright, luv." Fudou grins, leaning over and resting a huge arm on the ground, knuckles first as he leans in. "I'm impressed. I'll be more impressed when we see how it weathers my fists. Just remember, luv.." Fudou's eyes narrow slightly, "..We are not in the training dojo.." He nods his head and pushes up from the ground, divots grinded into it from his weight, as he waits for the call to begin.
Caeleen Selena	K-POKE! The spider has no trouble poking the fox, as it so happens right on its forehead. The little critter instantly jumps backwards and away from the spider with a small barrage of irritated hek-kek-kreh gekkering... only to be silenced by the shockwave of Fudou's clap reaching her. INSTANTLY the vixen's ears flatten out and she goes flat on the rail too as if trying to make herself small... but stands back up in no time, lured by the chicken. Darting forward, she aims to snatch it from Wandering Thunder's hand with a very careful nip - careful to avoid biting... and gets to scarfing it down in no time. Then, seemingly thankful, it leaps straight up with exactly enough force to plant a quick lick on Thunder's cheek as if giving thanks, landing on the railing again and holding itself high as if oh-so-pleased with itself over the praise. This... this might not be some ordinary fox. Seems friendly, at least? Though, the little beast DOES lean over the railing slightly again to stare more closely at the spider. This time, careful to just stare and stay a little further back to not provoke it... Nope, doesn't look like the fox is hungry for spider, not one bit. Especially not one that's roughly the same size. The creature raises back up to a full standing again, looks straight at Herald and tilts its head questioningly, ears swiveled his way.
Bright Journey	As the pair of fighters were having one of the more intense chats they've had up to now, one of the lead judges in their indigo robes walks up, a small, tight smile on his avuncular face. He schools his expression as he approaches, though, merely staying silent until both warriors settle into a ready stance. By the time they're done talking and ready to fight, his expression is stern and unyielding. Despite his being outside their circle, still he's using a classic sign of a hand held out, as if to separate the two. When both are settled, he quickly lifts his hand, like removing a gate, and shouts, "BEGIN!" His stentorian voice echoes from the stone walls and actually manages to be heard above the insane crowd for a moment, before the echoes are swallowed by the eternal cheers and shouts of the spectators. He quickly backs up, though, despite already being outside the circle to begin with. Not taking chances, this one.
Amethyst	Like a figment of a dream, the armored alchemist vanishes from sight entirely, reappearing just to the side of Fudou to strike where he least expects. She's still astounding fast even in the heavy armor, and though swords aren't her specialty, she knows how to use them plenty well. Her short diaklave twists into a puncturing knife with thorns bursting it from it, aimed for the softest spot she can think of.
Scarlet Onyx Sunada	Thunder nods her head to the fox. "Clearly you must be someone's familiar? You are far too clever and the intelligence behind your eyes makes it clear you are not a wild animal. My concern is that you are trying to distract my from the wonderful battle going on. Unless you have something to show me?" She turns to Question "Do you see anyone that we should be watching in the crowd?"
Caeleen Selena	There is indeed intelligence in the fox's eyes. At being so confronted, in fact, she tilts her head slightly and... a high-pitched, stuttered crooning that sounds very much like laughter follows in merry chuffles. The creature turns her ears towards the arena, lifts a forepaw up off the railing and vaguely points towards the arena, as if saying... 'then watch!'
Fudou the Mountain	The truth is, bravado aside and beliefs in the hierarchy of terrestrials versus celestial which?working as intended really? Fudou more then respects Amethyst?s strength and determination. There are times when he envies it. As such, he wants to end this quick. Especially when she comes out of the gates with a side flanking strike which lances out against his durable hide, protected though it be, by the effect of his disguised charms and mutations. ?Hn!? he grunts before spinning his great physique around like a sequoia attempting to re orient itself around a leaf whirling about its trunk. ?Let us test that armor of yours!? he booms before honing in on Amethyst and launching at her some sort of shot exploding from an essence cannon. Shrouded by the mysteries of Luna?s gifts he has no fear of holding back or hiding his anima. Anima shifting into colors of earth and adamant trail about his gigantic limbs as he brings a fist hurtling around for her with a shockwave ripping into the ground to accompany his thunderous strike.
Serene Herald	The spider crouches down a bit and scuttles back down to be next to Herald and it slowly spins in a circle once on its legs before going still again. "Do not be of disturbing my familiar if you are pleasing," he says to the fox. "And if it is food you are seeking?" He takes out a fruit that looks like a segmented apple, and peels one of the segments out to offer to the fox. He looks about, but frowns, "I am not sure...many people...and I do not want to stand out too much myself by not watching the fight."
Scarlet Onyx Sunada	Wandering Thunder chuckles. "You are aware that the fox eats meat and not fruit, right? She may eat the fruit just to spite me though." She nods her head to the little fox and watches the first exchange of blows between the combatants. "If everyone expects us to be watching the fight, I think I'm going to glance around. Just for fun."
Tepet Makara	Makara is baffled by the appearance of the fox that came out of nowhere. It was a surreal sight for sure although he is wary of Perfect Question and that monk from before. Something lingers in his mind, as she claimed to have meet him when the Tepet legions were gathered yet he still does not recognize her. Maybe there were too many faces among the legionnaires that he forgot their names? While the fight goes on, he draws some pointers in the map on which port is the best for a vessel heading towards the great Western ocean.
Caeleen Selena	With the spider retreating, the fox seems less interested in it. Still, the creature's ears twitch at the Herald's initial words to leave it alone, as if slightly self-conscious over the matter. Nevertheless, with a happy skree-sniff it first noses at the little fruit... then once again daintily reaches out to nip it and scarf it down. A moment later, the weirdest thing hapens... the fox seats itself with impossible balance on the thin railing and... and changes. Gaining size and mass, fur receding and melting and differentiating into patterns like... clothes...? In a fair few moments, it's a merry-faced young lady who's seated on the rail, kicking her legs idly back and forth with a mischevious looked aimed for Wandering Thunder. "All meat and no fruit? Really now... we're not tigers. Berries and fruit are totally fair game." It's... it's a fox that can become a young lady. Uhhhhh. "If anyone's eating lots of meat, it's that strong man. Check out those muscles, wowwwwww!"
Fudou the Mountain	His fist would land like a thunderbolt. A loud *BOOOOM* echoing through the arena. But she doesn't crumple and he holds the full fury of his strength back as if sensing it'd be pointless. His eyes widen slightly. He's impressed. "Oooooooh.. You have some -tricks- up your sleeves! I thought Raullaur and I were the resident walls around here. Here you are...attempting to chase after us again!" There is a creaking sound. The ground shakes from the giants pressure as his muscles begin to swell once more. Veins the size of shipping ropes standing out on the immense arms that seem to creak up in size without end in sight as he summons more of his physical strength to bear. "But will it be -enough-?!" Said arm comes hurtling around for Amethyst in a wild upper cut attempt.
Tepet Makara	While Makara drinks a bottle of beer he brought with him while watching the fight, he almost spits it out as he sees the fox magically turning into a woman. A fox god would be one of the possible answers, but a Lunar is the most obvious question of them all. He knows he's a bad liar and a blunt person, but Makara is baffled just by seeing someone shapeshift in front of crowds and it doesn't help that this Consortium might be spying on people. "What in the five dragons' name? An anathema watching the fight!" He says for his tone is the exaggerated zeal of a bloodthirsty dynast that wants to join a Wyld Hunt. "In the name of the Immaculate Order and the Scarlet Empress, I will hunt you down in the honor of House Tepet!"
Serene Herald	Perfect Question had seen Makara in the stands, and nudges Thunder. "There, see in the Tepet robes? An interesting person to be knowing." He smiles wryly, and adds, "Water is marvelous to be looking at, for it reflects all, but the mirror is of being of distorted, so with blth reflecton and refraction, sight is of being obscured." And then the fox shifts, and the man blurts out in flametongue, "Starry disorder!" He stares at the woman, and then shakes his head, shifting back to Rivertrongue. "I suppose a fox must be tricking...so it will do no good to ask you not to do such, but..." And then Makara shouts out. "This is of being bad. THe Hunt has no power here, unless the Three let them...I hope he is not just being a Blowhard of the REalm. 'Prince of Creation' and all that."
Scarlet Onyx Sunada	Wandering Thunder stands up and looks at the fox turned woman. "I don't suppose you have a reasonable answer to the young man that just called you an anathema?" she steps down on something on the ground, a grey staff popping up from the ground and catches it..
Amethyst	Smash, Amethyst gets tossed back slightly but easily flips and lands on her feet just in time for Fudou to smash into her again. It takes a moment for her to recover this time, now solidly on the backfoot. Her scales underneath aching from the sheer force of the punches. She focuses a moment, calming herself. "I gotta admit that I've never tested the strength of this armor." Her breathing is heavy, and she ignites one sword "I almost can't believe how your fists are only a 'little' devestating in it." Then she ignites the other as her anima steams and she at last enters an aura. "If I'm gonna burn though, you're gonna burn with me." She chuckles, the helmet making it sound a little unnerving. Tired as she might be, she bounds towards Fudou like flaming lightning, her swords becoming infernos as she cross slashes, hoping at least one of her strikes will find enough essence to set the mountain aflame.
Caeleen Selena	Normally, even the slightest mention of a Wyld Hunt would bring a chill down the spine of many Exalted. No matter how valorous, no matter how reckless, it is not something to view lightly. Even in this great city, to claim Wyld Hunt is not done lightly. And yet, something in Tepet Makara's tone, the over the top zeal results in Selena turning her face swiftly towards the disturbance, eyes popped open wide with... Well. Hints of fear, sure, but more shocked amazement at first. Disbelief. Is there a Dynast bold enough, crazy enough... reckless, immature(?) or perhaps just zealous enough to be charging at her like this? "Tepet?" The two-syllable word's bounced back in questioning tone as the foxy lady locks her eyes on the Dynast-apparent. "Tepet....? oooooooooh. The clan that got their asses kicked by the Bull of the North!" Her tone is on the light, playful, conversational side, as if Makara DIDN'T just basically say he was planning on taking Selena's head as a trophy. "Well, can't blame you for jumping at chances to wipe that one off the history books." She childishly sticks her tongue out, yet still isn't showing any sign of aggression. Still, with Wandering Thunder deciding to grab a staff. "But, I don't think anyone here's going to appreciate a commotion that distracts from the match... least of all those two going at it..." She blinks a few times at being so confronted by Thunder, and looks her in the eyes right back. "~Nope.~" She declares in a shamelessly playful tone. "Pretty sure a declaration like that's far past aaaaaanyone's hopes at reason." That... that doesn't really answer the question, does it?
Fudou the Mountain	An inferno of fire launches itself upwards ina spectacular pillar as Fudou's colossal body whirls around and slams full on into the ignited swords. His arm swats upwards, almost ripping through the flames to deflect them skywards as his rope belts, regular belts, sashes and light decorative armor whirls with him and flashes in the light cast by Amethysts furious essence and his own. "Very good!" he encourages her, still grinning big and broad with his eyes peering down at her from behind his glasses. "Well done! But who said that my fists were devestating yet?" He looms up upon her, a falling mountain range bearing down upon her as his physique again swells into some sort of meteoric visage. He drags hs arm back behind him before stomping to the earth firmly, shekign the arena and splintering the ground violently from the impact. He pivots, body spinning again as he brings his monstrous fist around for her, aiming for another devestating blow.
Tepet Makara	Although he only planned to chase off Selena and warn her to not do it again, he is pretty pissed about her comments about the tragedies of his house. The tragedy he was baptised in and arose as a venomous beast under the moon. "You take back those words you silver anathema! You may not be the dreaded Bull Of The North that brought despair to my house's legion, but it is a prince of the earth's duty to wipe your kind off from the face of Creation!!!" He looks down at the Lunar's eyes with a cold ferocity. As if Danaa'd's waters froze into cold ice that can even impale a person. Then artifact tiger claws of "black jade" manifests in order to make sure he is very serious about his threat. "It's best that you run fox anathema, it will make the hunt...more interesting" Despite his princely demeanor, he gives a grin like a predator seeking out prey. His intent however is merely to chase her off and talk to her in a place where no eyes can see.
Amethyst	Watching Fudou just... ignore the infero she subjected him to is both disheartening and unsurprising. As her attack fades her anima dims with her spirit. There won't be any chance for her to gain the upper hand, not with him so tough. She stands in a defensive stance, helplessly outmatched by such a strong opponent. It's almost nostalgic for reasons she can't place. Maybe it's a memory of some other time. But there's no time to reminiscence as Fudou's fists crash into her. It throws her a short distance away this time, and knocks her helmet off, leaving her nose a bit bloody. She rolls back up to her feet, and looks up at Fudou, then she frowns and looks down, releasing her weapons, both vanishing in a flash of irradescent essence. She bows her head, surrendering to Fudou, not wanting him to go for the final strike. That sort of strike could /actually/ kill her.
Fudou the Mountain	The arena resounds with the pounding footsteps of Fudou as he draws near to her. His expression unreadable to the audience but to Amethyst herself at first. Perhaps there is a -hint- of him not being willing to accept her yielding to him. As if there is a monster about to emerge here infront of everyone. But then he bows, giving her a big smile and spreading his arms to the side in a surprisingly dexterous move for his incredible bulk. "Well done!" he declares to her with a beaming smile. "You've earned accolades and passed the lesson. You've lost with grace and style. Much different then before. Good job! You are maturing. We will fight again. And soon."
Amethyst	Amethyst chuckles, getting up and going over to grab her helmet. Then with more focusing, her outfit returns to normal, as though she'd never transformed it in the first place. "It helps that I have something to help me manage my essence fever." She says. She so just wants to lean against Fudou and relax a moment. But, not here, not now. "Good job yourself. You definitely earned this victory. I should probably go see Rishi." Amethyst says, as the blood pooling from her nose lifts and merges with the blood in her whip. "Make sure I'm alright after getting slammed by you."
Caeleen Selena	Finally, Selena seems to be taking the situation... seriously? Well, she hops to stand tall on the railing, at least, instead of merely swinging her feet like a playful kid. For a few moments there's real fear showing in her eyes. Makara has successfully gotten her full attention... for better or worse. "Oh, bold words." Praise seeps into the young lady's tone. She leans forward, hands on her knees, using every bit of what little time's left with that mad Water Aspect coming her way. "It's not every day I'm honored with attention from handsome warriors." She springs a wondrously charming grin at him, the sort that silences all background noise and steals breaths before they can be taken... time slowing in the mind if only it can bask in the warm radiance beaming from a smooth, soft-featured face. "Now I see you can't wait to get your hands on me..." She makes a show of rising to her full height, drawing her arms up her sides and rolling a teasy wiggle up all the way until she's brought both hands near her cheeks then... Then she blows a kiss at the very last moment she has to spare, staring right into Makara's eyes with every ounce of playful, disarmingly soft vibes she can hurl at him, intent on ABSOLUTELY stirring up feelings that don't really cooperate well next to what she ASSUMES is blind rage. "But you'll have to catch me first!" In a rush of motion she backflips, spinning in the air, as silvery light flows across her skin and a bushy red fox tail, and ears spring into view. Her limbs move rather strangely as she still manages to be clinging to the top railing, now bolting away from Makara on ALL FOURS despite being in human form... clearly headed for an aisle intersection she can then use to head for an arena exit... or, possibly, leap to a nearby rooftop...
Scarlet Onyx Sunada	Wandering Thunder laughs at the fox woman and the taunting that she has just witnessed. Shouting down to Makara "You had better hurry or she will get away." She set her staff down and says more quietly to Question "Now is not the time for us to chase them. We are gathering information."
Tepet Makara	"Run as you'd like then! Even if you escape me, you can never evade the princes of the earth forever for Creation is our eternal sovereign!" The totally real water aspect gives chase to the Lunar. His black jade tiger claws glow with cold water essence as if the North and the West intermingle. He may be strong and resilient but he's average when it comes to speed. But it seems the vixen's beauty managed to make his mind a little bit foggy . He gives chase to the silver anathema into the arena's exits until she is cornered or in a private place. "Even if I prefer men, damn she's pretty...I mean for the Immaculate Dragons!!" He mutters to himself as he continues following her even if charmed by her beauty.
Fudou the Mountain	"What the blazes..." There just aren't enough wild cheers and accolades for his liking. Fudou turns away from Amethyst now and directs his attention to the commotion happening in the arena stands just in time to see the flurry of activity and excitement. What the..." he rumbles, freezing in place with eyes widenign and then narrowing as he begins closely studying the stands. It's packed. It's crowded and noisy but hey.. Lunar. Still.. It's not exactly easy to track her movements and he's maybe just a touch winded from all of that. Despite that..he begins making his way towards the exits of the arena floor..and in the direction of the growing confusion.
Amethyst	"There's no way that's happening in the stands right now." Amethyst says to Fudou as she looks up at the commotion herself. And when Fudou starts going with purpose, she figures she best follow. Who in their right mind glows like that in such a public place?
Fudou the Mountain	"Anyone with reason. This is not the Realm and despite what we've learned....many would be more free to show themselves here. Those we know have just chosen not to...but.. Clearly others may show who have other intentions which will further complicate what we've learned.." mutters Fudou to Amethyst. He then pauses as he notes her following. "The hell, luv? Go see Rishi1 I will look into this.."
Caeleen Selena	After letting loose with the Sexy Beam and going on a high-speed dash along the walkway behind the top-row seating, Selena ducks low - still running on mostly all fours. Her clothes rapidly shift next into an all-covering robe that billows out behind her, head covered by a hood. She is, indeed, faster and nimbler than the Water Aspect chasing her and she quickly realizes it after a few glances past. By this point she is a fully anthropomorphic fox with tight and rippling muscles that catapult her out the window overlooking one of the arena exits. She springs down and onto a low-lying rooftop, then to the ground below, all while looking behind to see if her pursuer's able to keep up...
Amethyst	"I guess I never really thought like that." Amethyst says. Then she stops for a moment and remember that her nose is /still/ bleeding and that she has a headache. "Look I was curious! I'll go see Rishi no." She rubs her head and takes off going the other way.
Fudou the Mountain	"It's because we've been nice...and you've only known 'us'..." muses Fudou as Amethyst leaves. Saying that mostly to himself. He's warned them all before about this. Those he knows may have gotten cozy with one another but everyone who is chosen is not out for the same ideals or purposes. He ultimately doesn't give chase. Not yet. A lunar that doesn't want to be found...isn't going to be found. Even he can disappear if he wants ad he's about as visible as..well..a mountain. He eventually does begin making his way back for the staging area and ultimately the exit in the direction of the fleeing 'anathema'.
Tepet Makara	"grrr...Come back here you damned fox!!!" For a noble prince of the earth, he sure does sound like a beast after prey as he growls at the lunar which is odd. It seems she is far more athletic than him for she jumped using the window, sadly he is not very acrobatic to do the same thing as he ran down through the stairs and passing through the crowd impatiently. So much for etiquette from a dynast of the scarlet dynasty. He hopes she didn't ran that far away and hope she runs in a far more quieter section of the city with no eyes and ears. He wishes he could fly right now but he is not vulgar enough to do the same like her even if he's a really bad liar. Even if it's tempting, he has to use his human for for now as he rushes downstair to meet with her.
Caeleen Selena	In truth, Selena has not run far. She's only about thirty feet from the arena's entrance - as most people are IN the arena or, those who exiting would be doing so in the other direction, the few people who were hanging here are giving the glowing figure a wide berth, especially after seeing the fur-covered arm sweepingly gesture for them to keep clear. So there she stands. The hood isn't all that helpful now that she's fully in Warform so she pulls it back... Makara can get a good stare at the crescent moon a glow on her forehead. "What a slowpoke. I thought you wanted to catch me and do all kinds of horrible things to me?" She can't help but playfully taunt, though, again, there doesn't seem to be any sharp-edged about-to-break-out-into-violence behind it... not just yet. "All that armor's holding you back, huh? Too many parties with the Cynis crew? You do know you're probably in as much trouble as I am right now, don't you? Except I'm better at getting away."
Tepet Makara	Once Makara catches her in a dark alleyway, he slowly approaches instead of chasing her down. "And I thought I was unsubtle AND a bad liar. You Changing Moons should know better. Do you know your display back at the arena is vulgar and public. Do you know even if a shikari spots you, the exalts in Great Forks will be damned in a Wyld Hunt and hell, even Lookshy may find a reason to invade this little Yu Shan" He snarls like a dragon with anger but then moonlight slowly envelops his body. Makara is amused by the comment on him being a slowpoke and chuckles with the laughter of a mad tyrant, his noble facade hiding the feral madness in his eyes. "The Cynis parties and my armor slowing me down? I was going easy on you my dear, but you leave me no choice" Then the dynast transfigures into a terrifying chimera. His skin turns to scale and even gains a tail, he grows claws and teeth while his fangs drip with venom. Then colorful blue wings pop out behind this back that should belong to a sky titan. His black jade armor then shifts into a marriage of soulsteel and moonsilver, it's Shogunate symbols replaced by terrible avatars of Luna. "I was going easy on you...because of my wings. I am a dragon, a man drowned in Futile Blood only arising as a winged serpent of Luna. His once princely voice changes into something draconic and tyrannical.
Caeleen Selena	Well, Selena could've expected plenty of things to come of this warrior cornering her... (although, anyone familiar with Lunars knows that 'up' is usually a perfectly viable direction... as sometimes is down, or sideways into tiny places...)... That's probably why she can maintain her composure as he steadily advances. At first the gaze fixed on him is piercingly analytical, listening attentively to those words. Words that she definitely wasn't expecting to hear from a Dynast... It's when he starts glowing and changing as well that she actually growls at first... but only for a few seconds. His stature and physique is impressive, but this reveal is clearly throwing her off-balance. Doubt, uncertainty, and a number of other things flicker across her face. "So... in other words, you decided to draw attention to something only a few people would've noticed, by being as loud as possible... deliberately spooked me into channeling too much Essence, just to deliver a warning?" She laughs almost dismissively into her right palm, then plants it on her hip, ears swiveling every which way attentively. "Impersonating a Dynast...? ... no, I think I'm looking at something a bit deeper..." The words drift off and with it so does a bit of her tension... but only a little. Though likely no warrior, she doesn't seem keen on showing weakness of spirit here. "There's a few more layers to that gambit, aren't there? Takes one to know one. Call me Selena."
Radiant Heart Princess	Radiant had arrived in the arena's stands, hoping to catch a few battles but there seems to be some commotion. And then...she notices someone glowing all silver. F**k. She gets up and discretely goes into that direction. Then the warforms, plural, get broken out. And one is a Full Moon. *F**K*. Well that's three Lunars she's met here. Now to keep two of them from getting them all killed or run out of town. She'd find a safe place and then shift into her Hybrid form in case people see them. "Hey. You both do know theres far easier ways to kill yourself than getting a Wyld Hunt sent your way, right?" She said casually walking towards the both of them. Her tone seems very bemused.
Tepet Makara	"Me impersonating a dynast? I don't need to for I am already one even if my house is unaware of what I really am" Makara is still angered that her Shape-shifting publicly may lead to them being discovered by whatever organization that leaks information to the Wyld Hunt. "I had to act like the caricature of some Immaculate zealot that wants to kill anathema they come across just to chase you off and to deceive them that I am on their side and a prince of the earth" Even if he's still enraged, he gives her a warning regarding the arena's organizers. "The organization that manages the fights has spies in the crowd and anyone suspected of being Anathema are being put in a list for their Realm allies. I suggest to keep quiet for now until we deal with them....and do not do it again! I cultivated my identity as a prince of the Earth for years and I will not let someone break it." He growls at the last for he could not let his precious mask be broken all because some spies saw a changing moon shapeshift. He then turns to another behind his back. "Oh I'm sorry....we were just having a talk on not Shape-shifting in public. I am Tepet Makara, dragon of the moon. Beware newcomer, the organizers of the arena is connected to Wyld Hunts hence why I chased her off and pretended to be a crazed immaculate"
Caeleen Selena	Selena's demeanor sours quickly... and ears perk at hearing another voice speaking up back there. "Well, thanks for the warning... I'm sure it could've been delivered less... flamboyantly. You know not everything that shapeshifts is a one of us?" Exasperated though she is in grinding out those words, she's not sending off any kind of hostile vibes. So, instead, she steps forward - still in her beastly warform - as Makara turns around, and leans to the right so as to peek out from behind him at the newcomer. "Oh, yes, there's nothing I'd rather do than lead vicious foes on a merry chase through town. Best hobby you can ever get into!" Her words are dripping with friendly sarcasm, of course.. "Don't get your scales in a tangle, Tepet Makara, we've got to watch each other's backs, after all. But it would be REALLY nice if we had some kind of organized planning going on if something like that's up. How'd you hear about these spies?"
Fudou the Mountain	""I think that's enough.." Fudous' deep voice rumbles, following the heavy footfalls of his rumbling approach. He is -not- in hybrid form. Or is he. His massive figure swamps over the alleyway entrance but fortunantely they are all deep enough into Great Forks that the twists and turns pushed people away from following him when he was finally ready to shake the crowds that had amassed after that epic battle against Amethyst. Now he's simply ..Fudou. Not a celebrity but a very...annoyed..lunar.. But no, no hybrid. Outwardly at least. The illusion of Luna's gifts hide his mutations and the visual effect of his charms and capabilities but he is big. As big as he would be in warform though all persume him to simply be a monstrously powerful exigent... "Great Forks isn't under Realm control yet and Lookshy would do well to not raise the ire of The THree but that doesn't mean we're 'safe'. Wear your open abilities at your own risk but know that yes...we have some confirmation that the wyld hunt may attempt to strike at us...." His eyes drift towards Selena and he smirks slowly, "...We do have some sort of organized planning going on. Making a scene in the arena, however, may not aid it..."
Tepet Makara	"I was only chasing her off since she used Shape-shifting in a public place. Even if there were few people, there would have been spies. I also used this opportunity for something risky....it was to draw the attention of the Consortium to me in order to fool them that I am on their side especially since I pose as a water aspect." Once he notices Fudou's arrival, there is shame in his eyes and realizes what he did. "Oh gods, I never acted like that way before" He looks at a puddle of water nearby reflecting his warform. He never acted that ferocious and insane before besides a few moments during his exaltation in the North. "I know it was reckless but I took the chance to deceive this hidden enemy in order for them to approach me. But if you view it as stupid, then I apologize....and I'll probably never go here in Great Forks again out of embarrassment for what I did" Even in such a monstrous form, there is shame in his eyes
Radiant Heart Princess	She would look over at Fudo, then Makata. "Heart." She said flatly, indicating it's what she's called. "Well I guess, that had SOME logic. Just remember to think things like this out before going off in a panic" She then looked over that the other fox. "And do You have another shape you can use in public? At least until this blows over."
Fudou the Mountain	"Makara, I'm only voicing an opinion for heaven's sake. By the Silver Chair, have conviction man. Don't apologize to me of all people. I'm just stating the obvious.." Fudou gestures absently, "Just remember you're not the only one about...." He steps forward, entering the alleyway slowly and reaching up to adjust his glasses. "Come on now man. You had a logic to it... If any harm was done...it's too late now. We'll just have to deal with it. Obviously we're not all going to be tip toeing around. We have some advantages to being in Great Forks. It's not going to just 'break' at sight of an anathema in public but...there will be consequences. There always are..."