Description: Caiomhe, Sonia and Lynn meet at Inner Sunshine gym and have a sparring match.
Inner Sunshine - HOPE Gym -
It's another eventful day for the upscale HOPE Gym in Inner Sunshine and the sound of iron on iron, news casters relaying the days events from the overly loud plasma TVs scattered around the gym, and a cacophony of chatter fills the sterile white walled room. The smell of sweat and human body is, despite the gym being nearly filled to capacity, barely present... likely due to xecellent ventilation and frequently reapplied air deoderant. The staff, comprised primarily of men wearing black T-shirts with white HOPE logo, is bustling around te place attending to all the customers as quickly as they can.
The main area is comprised of a large, open, plush royal blue carpeted room covered from edge to edge with various kinds of gym equipment. There is a separate pool area, to which the door remains open, and yet another sterile, semi-empty, room covered in thick floor mats branhing off from the main one for those who enjoy more personal sorts of exercise.
Walking out from the open doorway to the pool area is a violet-haired dame dressed in deep crimson tank top and similarly colored short shorts. She's presently bare footed, having left her shoes in the locker room. Raising a water bottle to her lips slowly, her violet eyes scan the room in a bored manner... perhaps taking in the sights. She isn't doing too much yet seemingly....
While a Gym is certainly no dojo, it certainly has its place in learning how to do...certain things. Even if she's mostly concerned with keeping track of the classes and goings on at the Ryu Zui Ken dojo, Lynn doesn't ONLY teach there. For those less concerned about the spiritual, and more concerned about physical well being, she also manages an irregular Tai Chi class at the Gym from time to time. One that just managed to finish up right now, actually
"Remember that the forms are important. It's better to take it slow to get the proper movements right, rather than rush it," she reminds her class before they disperse, likely to get on with more focused workouts. She herself is dressed more for her dojo than the gym...but hey, it's practical! Something she has to insist repeatedly for those trying to harsh on her style.
Today, Caiomhe's hair stands out in a vibrant aqua hue and is worn loose for a workout, and she is dressed in a pink tank top and gym shorts combo to match. Her feet are bare against the surface of one of the floor mats in the side area, and she is just finishing a series of leg stretching exercises as Sonia exits the pool area and Lynn's class is finishing. Deeming herself sufficiently limbered up and with enough personal space, she gives a long vertical stretch of her arms before rounding off into a handstand, into a cartwheel, into a spinning kick. It is soon apparent that rather than simple gymnastics, she is practicing her martial arts. She takes a brief breather between each series before continuing into the next.
Sonia wets her lips soundlessly, taking perhaps only a swallow before replacing the white plastic cap atop her mineral water. As she does so, her eyes gravitate momentarily toward the tai chi teacher as the woman and her students exit the practice area nearby. Sonia's violet eyes scan her form from head to toe very briefly, and then she cracks a private grin. Lord knows why. From where she's standing, she isn't likely to se Caiomhe yet... being that a very thick wall would be between them. But that won't be for very long...
Walking at a measured pace toward the entrance to the practice area, mineral water held loosely by the cap between her fingers, the tan skinned woman with the violet eyes waits for Lynn's class to fully disperse before engaging her... "You're an instructor...?" She looks over the woman again, this time in a more open manner... perhaps sizing her up. "What do you teach...?" It's at this time that Caiomhe's movements from behind the glass window to the practice area enter her peripheral vision - causing her to turn her eyes briefly toward the fluidly moving girl in silence.
Lynn brushes her hair aside a little, her nose wrinkling at the smell of workout sweat around her. She feels like she should head back to the dojo at this point...but before she gets too far, she finds herself stopped by an unknown woman with violet hair. The young instructor finds herself scanning her over, a small frown at the vamp vibe the woman gives off.
"I am. I do an on and off Tai Chi class here. But I'm not sure when the next class I'll be teaching here will be," she answers quickly. "I teach mainly at the dojo off Sunshine Plaza, the classes I do here are more of a favor to a family friend." Hands tuck into her wide sleeve cuffs, an old fashioned gesture for such a young girl.
Sonia's eyes shift from Caiomhe back to the instructor again as she is addressed, a grin creeping into the punkish woman's features again as the smaller woman looks her over... and frowns. "I see." She lets that hang in the air for a moment... generating a purposefully awkward vibe. Then, after a few more moments of silence pass, she continues... "You look the part. You seem as though you could hold your own in a fight... I would like to ask if you would humor me in a sparring session." Her eyes narrow a bit and her grin takes on a more playful aspect, "I'll make it worth your while..."
...And without waiting for an answer, the violet haired woman proceeds to enter the nearly empty sparring room and taking a position opposite of Caiomhe. She's already assuming Lynn will comply... this girl is apparently accustomed to getting what she wants...
"You. Girl." She says, rather loudly to the girl practicing alone in the chamber presently. "How would you like to train with us?" Again with the assumptions.
Lynn ends up eyeing the violet haired woman warily. It felt like something was trying to trap her. But for her part, Lynn really hated to pass up an opportunity to teach and to learn. "I guess I have time for a short spar before I have to go back home. What...style do you use?" She asks suspiciously, slowly following her to the practice room.
Once she arrives, she eyes Caiohme warily...does no one have normal hair color these days?
Caiomhe's motions continue at a good pace, a pink, white and teal series of sweeping and whirling kicks and tumbles that fill a sizeable portion of the exercise area. Her breathing starts to get heavier as she executes a combination of a light roundhouse kick into a low sweep, before rolling into a sitting position and becoming suddenly inert next to a bottle of water by the mat she is on. She reaches over and grabs the drink for a swig before popping up to her feet suddenly when she realises she is being addressed. "Aye, lass, good eyes. You've correctly identified me by gender," she answers as she rises, only to look a bit humbled when she suddenly feels short near the Russian woman. She tangles a few fingers into the back of her hair as she looks at the two. "What sort of practice d'you mean? I haven't met many capoeira artists around here." She looks over at Lynn and, recognising the wary expression on her face, offers a reserved but friendly smile. "Good evenin' to ya."
Bending over slowly, stretching downward toward her toes with her fingers, and then standing to her full height again to streeeetch towards the ceiling with one arm behind the other... the woman replies to Lynn's question in deep tones, "Combat Sambo. A Russian fighting art.". Lowering her arms to her sides gently, and placing her hands on her hips, the tanned russian woman purrs... "It's a bone crushing art, made especially for destroying opponents..." ... and she lets that hang in the air again for a moment before continuing... "But don't worry kitty, I won't hurt you." Too much, she thinks privately and offers a syrupy sweet smile again before turning her gaze back toward the now obviously irish girl. It's faint, but there would definitely be an air of annoyance with Sonia momentarily for the perceptive... even if her smile didn't falter even inch. Sarcasm was her thing, and she most definitely didn't appreciate it when it was used against her. Especially by other women. But oh well, she'd likely be pounding this girl soon anyway... "The sort of practice where people hit each other." She states rather matter of factly. "You do know how to fight, yes?" She'd figure she did given that she mentioned Capoeira...
Then, wasting no more time on banter, Sonia takea flat footed stance with her feet spread a measured distance apart... shoulders aligned... with closed fists held close to her midsection. "...Why don't you kitties both try me at once? Should be interesting."
COMBATSYS: Sonia has started a fight here.
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Lynn glances toward the Irish girl...even with the weird hair, at least she seems nicer than the other woman. The one in red though...there was certainly something about her that raised the young Half-Chinese girl's hackles. "If this is just a spar, hurting people should be the last thing on anyone's mind," she insists. Sure, it's an inevitability, but not a goal for a spar at all. She definitely did not like this woman's attitude.
"Fine..." she insists, adjusting those socks loose over her legs before she drops down to a stance, one palm out and straight, the other near her face, held loose. "Just don't get carried away," she warns, frowning and furrowing her brow. If it was instruction she wanted...
COMBATSYS: Lynn has joined the fight here.
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Sonia 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lynn
Caiomhe seems not overly ruffled by Sonia's icy demeanour, shifting over near Lynn as she listens. "Combat Sambo? Is that where you put on a feather dress and bludgeon people?" Whether she is being snarky or daft is not hinted at by her tone, which sounds genuinely curious. "Aye, I've been learnin' the arts for a little while now. I'm always interested in seein' a new one in action." She shifts into a slightly low, open-handed stance, rocking on her feet. As she does, she glances sidelong at Lynn and introduces herself chirpily, "Looks like we're on the card for a handicap match. M'name's Caiomhe. Pleasure ta meet ya."
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe has joined the fight here.
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Sonia 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lynn
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Caiomhe 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Lynn 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Caiomhe
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Sonia 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Lynn has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Sonia 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lynn
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Sonia, for her part, does little besides stand in what would by all appearances be a defensive stance. She's purposefully chosen her stance beforehand, expecting at least one of the girls to come at her. She did her best to provoke them after all, especially Lynn... and she seems especially disappointed when neither press the attack. ...How typical.
Well, if miss goody-goody instructor and her irish lass wouldn't take the initiative then Sonia would be more than happy to start this little game off. Though she makes very little visible reaction to Caiomhe's apparent slight aimed at her, the violet-haired Russian woman does immediately dart toward her with an intent to make her the first recipient of a good, solid, hit. "Here, let me demonstrate the techniques of Sambo to you..!" Reaching out immediately and attempting to grasp the girl's forearm, if she's successful in closing the distance between them and grasping her, Sonia will slide her left leg down between the girl's feet and attempt to hook her leg with her own,yanking it out from under her and throwing her down on her back onto the mat.
Goody-goody, huh? Well, Lynn is SUPPOSED to be good. The Dojo is a pillar of Inner Sunshine, after all, they have to set a good example. And Lynn isn't exactly going to try and beat up on people for sport unlike some people. So it's probably not a surprise that the hangs back, waiting to see what the violet-haired woman does first. It's only sporting, after all.
And when she tries to trip the irish girl they've all just met, Lynn comes in with a ...relatively light blow. Then again, 'relatively light' is...rather relative. It's still a pretty sharp downward hammer strike from the heel of her palm toward the taller woman's shoulder.
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe just-defends Sonia's Quick Throw!
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Sonia 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lynn
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Forgetting for a moment that the demonstration of the technique is an actual attack on her person, Caiomhe allows her arm to be grasped by the Russian woman. Sonia manages to sweep Caiomhe's leg from under her, but Caiomhe instinctively rolls with the maneuver, ending up back on her feet. "Impressive. And I thank ye for not breakin' me bones in the showin'," she replies as she raises her hands, palms open, and aims a series of guarded palm thrusts of her own at Sonia, to test her opponent's defenses and while maintaining her own.
COMBATSYS: Lynn successfully hits Sonia with Down Palm.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Sonia 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Lynn
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|-------\-------\0 Caiomhe
COMBATSYS: Sonia dodges Caiomhe's Spider Fang Combo.
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Sonia 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Lynn
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|-------\-------\0 Caiomhe
Sonia scoffs quietly as the agile girls gets swept off her feet only to land right back on them again with the grace of a cat. Maybe she really was a kitty...
Distracted as she was by Caiomhe's confounding display of graceful skill, Sonia fails to notice Lynn slip into her territory and strike her right shoulder with her palm. Wincing just a tiny bit, her very brief pained expression pretty quickly to one of mild annoyance. Perhaps this two-on-one would be trickier than she thought. It's been soe time since she's fought multiple skilled opponents at a time.
Without regarding Lynn too much yet, Sonia proceeds to reflexively deflect each and every pal thrust aimed at her person and... jus as the flow of Caiomhe's movement breaks enough... Sonia immediatey responds with a single strike of her own. A quick, simple, closed fist to the nose.
Lynn watches as she ends up blindsiding Sonia with her down palm strike, causing her to lurch. It feels like a weird thing, and sort of overwhelming...something not terribly fair. Even if the older woman was rude and confrontational, it's just not a fight that feels right, prompting Lynn to back off and let things flow. Not that she puts down her stance, of course. Even if she's holding back, it's still technically a 2 v 1 fight, and she'll be ready to jump back in if things turn back.
COMBATSYS: Lynn takes no action.
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Sonia 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Lynn
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COMBATSYS: Caiomhe blocks Sonia's Quick Punch.
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Sonia 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Lynn
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Caiomhe manages to get an arm up to deflect the punch aimed at her face, though it still manages to clip her in the shoulder and cause her to furrow her brow in determination. "Nothin' ta do with the dance, then," she quips as she backpedals to increase the range between herself and Sonia, spinning fluidly into a light kick directed at the woman's midsection.
COMBATSYS: Sonia blocks Caiomhe's Light Kick.
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Sonia 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Lynn
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The kick to her midsection by Caiomhe is blocked solidly by Sonia's right arm, though the force of the blow is sufficient enough that her arm definitely complains. Prompting further annoyance for the Russian female is that, apparently, even after all she did to make Lynn displeased with her... she appears to be backing off. Well, that won't fly...
"Where do you think you are going?" The violet-haired woman smirks at the pacifist Tai Chi instructor, "Don't you know..." You moves towards the younger girl at a quick pace, proceeding to reach out and grasp at any freely available article of clothing with her left hand... and if she's successful attempt to drive her knee into the girl's midsection followed by a quick elbow to the back of the neck if she buckles. Neither of these hits are intended to be brutal of course, just hard enough to make her fight seriously. "You should always fight seriously." She grins a bit.... "You might die."
COMBATSYS: Sonia successfully hits Lynn with Combo Attack.
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Sonia 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Lynn
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Continuing to hang back, despite her stance remaining up, Lynn watches the exchanges between Sonia and Caoimhe, at least until Sonia calls her out. Trying to pull away, she ends up caught by her qipao and kneed in the gut rather suddenly. "Guhh!!" The elbow to her neck sends her to the ground, a hard thud and a groan coming from the young instructor.
Keeping in mind still that it's 'just a spar', Lynn twists herself up to a crouch, before trying to level a kick toward the violet haired woman's legs. Not a hard kick, but enough to buckle something.
Caiomhe wheels slightly to one side with the recoil as her kick is blocked by the Russian girl, who is seeming more and more like not an altogether nice person. Seeing Sonia wail on Lynn, who seems uncomfortable with the fight, Caiomhe decides to shift her tactics. Wheeling around behind Sonia as she and Lynn engage, Caiomhe skips forward and springs toward the taller woman, aiming to land on her shoulders and execute what would be known in pro wrestling as a 'hurricanrana,' which if successful would result in Caiomhe bracing her legs, twisting her body and releasing to send Sonia crashing to the mat.
COMBATSYS: Lynn successfully hits Sonia with Light Kick.
Grazing Hit
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Sonia 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Lynn
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COMBATSYS: Sonia dodges Caiomhe's Flight of Fancy.
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Sonia 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Lynn
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...And though Sonia nailed the smaller girl twice, fairly hard, and expected her to be dazed for at least moment after her neck strike... the more diminuitive half-chinese instructor almost immediately gathers her senses again and drops to the floor... beginning to take offensive measures. While a simple sweep might have been rather deftly avoided by Sonia under normal circumstances, having another diminuitive girl hop onto her shoulders suddenly from behind was distracting enough to allow Lynn to take her foundation completely out. This can only end well...
Crashing to the floor on her back as her leg is swept out, possibly throwing Caiomhe to the floor as well by virtue of where she was standing, Sonia immediately rolls backward away from the pair and gets to her feet again. Cursing Lynn mentally, instead of attacking either of the girls immediately she proceeds to withdraw into that familiar defensive stance... to take a breather possibly and re-evaluate her attack strategy.
COMBATSYS: Sonia gains composure.
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Sonia 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Lynn
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The sweeping kick hits, even if Lynn is aware it was a minor blow. At the very least, she seems to be getting in a few good licks to show she's not to be taken lightly. When Sonia rolls back and withdraws a bit to catch a break, she glances toward the irish girl. "You ok over there?" the qipao'd fighter asks, before she turns her focus to their opponent again. Stepping in, she tries to advance with a sharp forward palm heel strike, straight for the torso.
Funny thing about tai chi, despite the health aspects being what it's known for now, a good tai chi practitioner still hits pretty hard.
No sooner has Caiomhe alighted on her opponent's shoulders than she is sent airbourne again by the force of Sonia's tumble. Landing hard on the mat on her rear end, she grunts with annoyance before picking herself up quickly. "Only my pride damaged," she replies to Lynn as she regains her focus and looks for an opening in Sonia's defenses.
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe focuses on her next action.
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Sonia 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Lynn
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COMBATSYS: Sonia blocks Lynn's Medium Punch.
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Sonia 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Lynn
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Sonia exhales in a controlled manner... her eyes shifting between both of her potential attackers in turn. Though she might appear to be just standing there, she is in fact gathering her chi and preparing her body for what she figures is an inevitable reprisal from one or both girls. Even if she's forced to go on the offensive again, she can always rechannel some of it into some painful force.
Fortunately, Lynn is the only one to press the attack at this junction and that's definitely something Sonia can handle. Snapping her left hand out to firmly grasp Lynn's wrist, just as the palm strike begins to make contact... minimizing the damage, Sonia grunts softly at the pain the strike causes even after she'd negated most of it. She then wordlessly replies with an attack of her own.... a knife had strike to the neck.
COMBATSYS: Lynn just-defends Sonia's Strong Punch!
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Sonia 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Lynn
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With the palm strike stalled by that hold on her wrist, it seems like Lynn would be in a pickle, especially when that knife-edge strike comes for her neck. But there's hard technique, and soft technique. Lynn demonstrated the hard with that palm strike, and now....well, sometimes, the best way to teach principles of certain arts like Tai Chi is a demonstration, and that's precisely what Lynn ends up showing...shame none of her actual students were around to see it, as soft technique is on display when she brings up her free hand to redirect the hand strike, while her head and body dips underneath the strike.
"Hey, that's pretty dangerous for just a spar!" she chides, scowling toward Sonia. She's definitely getting the sense that this woman really doesn't care and just wants to hurt someone. And sometimes, when you're faced with that kind of situation, the best thing to do is...just not play along. "I think I'm done here," she snaps, a serious furrow in her brow as she slips her hands into the wide cuffs of her qipao. "Maybe when you're not trying to actually do lasting damage."
Caiomhe thinks she sees an opening when Lynn gracefully deflects Sonia's knife-hand strike, the thought not even occuring to her at first that the maneuver was a bit more than is normally considered acceptable in a friendly spar. She is just about to throw another kick at Sonia when Lynn backs off completely, causing Caiomhe to hesitate with one foot off the ground, then rock back onto her heels, dropping out of her fighting stance. "Oh. So, practice over with, then?" She quirks an eyebrow slightly, then shrugs. "I suppose it's not a good idea to get too physical in a place like this. Hardly noticed meself, been in too many Irish pubs. Figured it was just like a Thursday night." Deciding that the fight must be done, she grabs her water bottle and takes a sip. "You've both some interestin' moves. I'd be interested in a rematch with either of yas sometime," she says, the adrenalin bringing out a bit more of the Irish in her accent. "I don't think I caught yer names, though. Caiomhe MacNair." She gives a nod and raises her water bottle to each in turn before taking another drink.
The knife hand strike is very skillfully deflected by Lynn and avoided, and Sonia immediately prepares herself for the retaliation... that doesn't come. As the girl dips underneath her arm, the russian woman gives the smaller female a quizzical look. ... And then looks moderately disdainful as she is chided for using fighting techniques in a sparring match. "Not all fighting is done with pillows girl..." She retorts, annoyed. "Real fighters practice to win. Losing could mean death." ... That said, realizing the fight has officially ended with both girls being unwilling to go further, she sighs privately and stands to her full height again. She then proceeds to stretch very slowly upwards again, and drops her hands to her side. Regarding her other, somewhat more difficult to understand sparring partner, with a momentary quiet stare... she does eventually offer... "Mila, Mila Korbachev." Slighly different than the last alias she gave, perhaps she should start remembering the names she gives to these peons. It probably wasnt important though.
Turning immediately, and heading toward the door with little more to say... with her arms behind her neck, she says "Good fight, kittens. You have succeded in amusing me." ... and walks right out the doorway into the main gym area again.
Lynn doesn't seem terribly amused by the aggressive taller woman, still scowling at her as she leaves her and Caoihme with a name. "Lynn Baker," she announces with pride, not bothering to hide who she is. After all, she's a pretty public face in Inner Sunshine. Her eyes remain focused hard on the departing 'Mila' until she leaves, the girl's body untensing with Mila's departure. "Honestly, people like that," she says, sounding angry and disappointed at the same time.
Turning toward the Irish girl, she allows herself a smile. "If you want a spar without the rudeness, I teach at the Ryu Zui Ken Dojo. It's open to anyone who wants to observe and to learn. I should be getting back there right now though. It was a pleasure sparring beside you," she says, smiling and bowing to Caoihme before she's forced to run as well....pausing to tug one of those loose knee highs back up again.
COMBATSYS: Lynn has left the fight here.
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Sonia 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Caiomhe
COMBATSYS: Sonia has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Caiomhe has ended the fight here.
Log created on 20:42:37 06/14/2012 by Caiomhe, and last modified on 09:06:58 06/15/2012.