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Fairy Tail

@BlueJayBaseball
Stepney was a little taken a back by the red head's blunt comment, everything about how she carried herself oozed confidence and it was a little unnerving. Trying to stay calm he took a long hard took at her trying to place her face within the guild so he might better understand what she was capable of. Try as he might her face just didn't line up with anything outside of, she'd been there from time to time. Letting out a scowl Stepney cursed himself for not having paid more attention to his surroundings when in the guild hall. He'd have to end this quick, she looked a whole lot more capable in hand to hand combat then he was, hell she could probably overpower him easily if it weren't for the strength his Mechanical arm provided him.

"Don't look down on me!" roaring as charged across the area Stepney run his real hand through the dirt grabbing a handful and throwing it towards his opponents face. Not waiting to see if it had even worked he then brought his metallic arm to bear aimed for her right shoulder.

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@gohKamikaze@Ionalien@Alisdragon911@POOHEAD189
"Now that's not something I get ta see every day" he mused finishing of his drink "Doin' the right thing ay?" a wistful smirk crawled onto the pixie's face.

"I gotta say, I meet some crazy blokes in my line o work" and points his wiry fingers at his two companions "but you lot are by far the craziest" Tic's face contorts visually when he realized what he had said "For very different reasons to the usual gangs I assure ya"

He'd wait for Ben and Anthony to finish their drinks before ordering another, probably good to slow down "So writings your game? What do ya write, I have you pegged as an adventure writer".

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@BlueJayBaseball
Having rested long enough Stepney pushed of the railing he rested against and made his way off to sign him up for both magical and physical rounds. On his way to his fight he made sure his arm was working to some standards, the gears rods and other systems in place didn't seem to grind up against each other in any detrimental fashion. Stepney took one last deep breath before entering the ground feeling his heart beat faster almost regretting signing up for a second round after this one.

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@KatherinWinter@BlueJayBaseball
I think I'm fighting BlueJay in the physical round, she might be waiting on me to post though. While on the subject would Stepney have to fight without his mechanical arm?

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@gohKamikaze@Ionalien@Alisdragon911@POOHEAD189
"Your own show?" shaking his head slightly he chuckled, it had been a long time since he met some one with actual aspirations for themselves let alone ones they spoke about. "Well I don't know who taught you to aim, but they sure taught you to aim high" taking another sip he lamented on his own goals in life.

"Put your wallet away, I got this round; you can grab the next one chummer" this Anthony guy seemed on the level, or maybe that was the alcohol talking. One glance at the tilting room told him it was probably the alcohol but since when has that ever stopped him. “And you Ben, what makes you tic" he chuckles at his own joke, sure it was bad form but that shit was gold to him.

Before he could be regaled by Ben's tale Tic noticed someone who looked a little like a downtown zen dealer give him a nod. Slowly but with an obvious look of confusion on his face he gave a nod back, great another crazy and just when he thought he'd found a normal bunch.

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@KatherinWinter
Happy Birthday Katherin, have a great day!

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The water on the other side of the lake was calm, it looked like nothing could disturb the soft ripples that flowed up and down the bank. That was of course till a burst from beneath the waves and began clawing at the dirt, slowly and with now small amount of effort it began heaving a Stepney out from the depths.

Slowly crawling into an upright position Stepney opened his mouth and a torrent of water that couldn't have been contained in his mouth along gushed forth and back into the lake. The look on his face said it all, 'I hate water'. Coughing a little he hauled himself up to the bronze box that had been flung across the lake and opened it. At least no one had stolen his cloths, quick to dry himself off he got dressed and stumbled towards the final challenges.

Just before entering the stadium, Stepney took a moment to rebuild his arm though his bronze maker magic. It wasn't nearly as well put together as the one he had when he started, it’s not like he would have the time to spend tweaking it but if included all the necessary functions Strength, basic tools and it did look like it was going to fall apart.

Walking inside he took up a position near the ring, looked like they were wrapping up here he should probably find someone to brawl with.

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@BlueJayBaseball
How long have your characters been around the guild, I'm currently guess about the same amount as Stpeney. This is just so I know if he treats you with some if any familiarity.

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Well, I'm going to be at the tournament in my next post, anyone down for a brawl either magical or Physical with Stepney?

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It was horrible, tragic, stupid even! Stepney paced angrily back and forth at the lakes edge having thrown the remains of his metal hand into said lake, "Endurance my ass!” the blond man grumbled to himself.

To the metal mage, water was good for nothing except keeping hydrated, it’s not like he could just build a bridge... well he could but that didn't feel like it was the spirit of the games. He could swim; just not very well and his arm weighed him down more than it helped propel him through the water “well nothing for it I guess” he sighed sadly having concluded his little spat.

Stepney threw aside his jacket, waistcoat, shirt and started fiddling with the shoulder joint that kept the arm attached to him. With a hiss and thud the large metal contraption fell from his side and embedded itself in the dirt before evaporating. Throwing all his cloths into a bronze box he sealed the top that combined with another contraption designed to fling said box over the lake should keep his gear dry while he failed across the water. Making a motion as if to wind-up his non-existent arm he made his way slowly into the cold and unforgiving lake, he began to slowly paddle.

This was going to be a long one.