"Shh" Rothe corrected Arc, gesturing with his hand to keep silent and pay attention. "This is where it gets interesting, the girl with the wires made her move getting close to the girl who's calling lightning storms. She assumes her opponent won't throw bolts at herself. Not sure if she realizes that she's gambling on the concept that electricity will harm her. Guess we're about to find out, this might turn out to be a short match, hehe. I for one put 5$ on feathers, you in?"

Arc had to control himself to not punch the guy next to him. Both his arms had already turned to metal as he kept watching. ' I need to help Abigail.' Was he only thing that was in his mind.

Maria said
HimorI moved a finger and there was a small hum of metal, as she ran towards her, it was unreal how fast she was for looking like she never fought in her life, any lighting strikes were grounded by a small mess of wires around her, thinner than a hair, yet wouldn't melt, "entwine!" she said, as small hairs went around her, and threw her into a pillar, "What do you take me for? I have been in prison longer than you, and this match is set up like those at Yomi, well in my case... victor get the loser for a night, and if victor doesn't want the loser, the guards get her..." she said coldly, "next Bolt of Lighting, will get you too, and last time I checked Water conducts Lighting, better than metal." She then glared, "Want to pull your thunder and lightning back, and I will pull my wires away, we can have a more clean fight?"

Abigail listened to her whole rant, the clouds never dispersed and the rain never stopped coming, until her last few words. With those the clouds exploded; salty water taking its place as it swirled around in the air, some sort of funnel. "You are a very smart girl, water does conduct lightning, so does metal of course, but it appears as though no one has taught you about sirens." The funnel left the air, and moved down swiftly to surround Himori. Lighting would most likely hit her from inside of the funnel, the sound of thunder was overwhelming.

"See? This is why we don't interfere. You'll get hurt."
Rothe laughed and sat relaxed on the bench.
"Seriously though. Will anyone take my up on this bet? 5$ on feathers!"

She jumped up as the clouds were unleashed, since the wire was down ward and the Siren lower than Himori, if lightning stuck, the wires would still force the poor thing to be struck, which was why she had the wires on the siren.... There was the sound of wires being pulled, and she pulled herself close to the girl also kneeing her solar plexis, the moment her skin contacted hers, though she wouldn't be addicted, it felt wonderful, "And no one told you to cut the wires before you think to do something..." she said, then kissed her, the feeling became more intense, then she pulled the wires off of her, "If you want to fight dirty I can, thought the audience might love it." she commented. "Also I am not a Idiot... I said it before the lighting wouldn't work..." she then kissed her more making out with her, what was really going on is she was pulling air out of the poor girls lungs faster than she could breath in, and would, at the moment she tried to force inhaile pull back sharply, so it would fail.... "

Ermine entered into the stands of the arena. From where he stood, both guard and prisoners were enjoying the show...an interesting sight. Somehow, the guy had a feeling this wouldn't fly with a regular prison. Taking a seat to watch as well, conjuring up a delicious chocolate cupcake, he only then realised why exactly there was quite a crowd watching. Two provocatively styled ladies, fighting with weapons and powers. Finishing up his cupcake, he conjured up a lollypop next.

Abigail laughed, biting her lip and grinning as she straight up punched Himori. Hitting the girl right in the face with her balled up fist, she then punched Himori again, this time in the nose. "Bitch please, I'm not playing some damned game. Now, punch or be punched." She got in a very defensive position, trying to move away from the girl while sucking in her stomach and covering her face protectively.

"Auch! That's gotta hurt." Rothe commented, completely absorbed into the fight.
"That's a sweet trick by the way" He started without looking up. "Can I have some snacks too?"
He stuck out an open hand and looked up at Ermine. "Sit down with us, I'm looking for someone who will bet with me."

Himori took her second punch and threw it to the side, and jumped back, them walked around her, and flicked her hands as more steel wires came back to her, and clicked in place... "a boxer... nice..." she said, then walked over to her... she threw out a elboe followed by extending the same arm to push Abi's arms to the side, followed by a outright over head punch, while moving a knee to the gut and a sweeping kick that was meant to trip even a high jumper if they tried to jump it. Hoping this girl was just a boxer and not prepared for something outside of it.

The guard dropped into a seat beside the prisoner, and quite suddenly a box of donuts appeared on the guy's lap. Reaching over and pulling the box open, Ermine pulled out a strawberry jelly donut and began nomming on it, "I'm not going to bet on a fight I just walked in on. How're they doing so far?"

"They should both be at their limit by now. I'd be surprised if neither has a scar or two after a fight like this."
Rothe plucked a banana frosted donut and started eating.

Watching the stand off, Ermine's eye suddenly narrowed in a more serious manner, "I wonder...hmmm..." Looking carefully over each of the women belong, their fight stances, weapon choices, what they must look like without their clothing on..."I wonder what their favorite flavour of donut must be...?" Quickly finishing up his jelly donut, licking some of the excess filling off of his fingers, he pulled out a pink sprinkled donut and stuck it into his mouth thoughtfully.

"If only we had some Jello to drench them in." Rothe joked.

Maria said
Himori took her second punch and threw it to the side, and jumped back, them walked around her, and flicked her hands as more steel wires came back to her, and clicked in place... "a boxer... nice..." she said, then walked over to her... she threw out a elbow followed by extending the same arm to push Abi's arms to the side, followed by a outright over head punch, while moving a knee to the gut and a sweeping kick that was meant to trip even a high jumper if they tried to jump it. Hoping this girl was just a boxer and not prepared for something outside of it.

Abigail sighed, not allowing her left arm to be moved to the side, she took the over-head punch that practically gave her a concussion-that she didn't feel or care about because everything felt good. She blocked the knee and caught it, while Himori swept she pushed her down by the kneecap, trying to make her fall on her ass. All the while Abi moved backwards, the kick connected with her stomach as the girl most likely fell.

Conjuring a cup of grape jello, the guard held it up in his line of sight. Two buxom, seductive and highly sexual, eager woman...grape artificially flavoured jello. Women...jello...women...jello...women...jello. Catfight...junk food. Ermine gave the prisoner a bit of a confused, yet critical sort of look, "Seem like a bit of a waste." Taking a plastic spoon from his shirt pocket, Ermine scooped up a chunk of his grape jello and...nommed.
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"Look at that spectacle. What you see here is a marvelous clash of wrath and lust. Then why not sweeten it with some gluttony? To make a candy masterpiece. Surely art requires sacrifice. Wouldn't you say you are a connoisseur of candy. One learned of sweets. I call upon your deserved pride and ask you: create the perfect image of fiendish debauchery!"
Rothe had gotten to like his idea and when the man misunderstood he took it upon himself to put his honeyed tongue to the test.

Crossing his arms and thinking to himself, Ermine had to admit...he very much liked the idea of eye candy, as in, seeing the amount of jello he could conjure. But, the idea of wasting good wholesome jello repulsed him to no end, such a shameless waste. Besides, piping gel would be the liquid substance more suitable for this public display. Clear, slippery, sticky...just as good as jello, and yet seemed like less of a waste. After all, piping gel was for decorating cakes...staring over at the space above them, from thin air a multi-coloured rain of piping gel fell upon the two woman. "Do you think this is enough? I think it might need some whipped cream as well..."

Rothe stared and nodded. "Yes.. Whipped cream and sprinkles."

Watching the confusion of the prisoners and guards alike, mainly weather the sudden piping gel experience was a good or bad thing, Ermine grinned and conjured up small amounts of white icing as well as whipped cream...leaving sprinkles for last. "Double rainbow..." A rainbow of piping gels, and a rainbow of sprinkles...

Abi was now...covered in delicious frosting...and sprinkles, and whipped cream. She looked up at the man who appeared to be doing this, shaking her head and scowling at him. "What the hell? Okay, I think I've had enough." And while everyone else was confused she left the arena, wiping piping gel from her shirt and hair.