Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Carthrat]

Carthrat eyes the clubs surrounding him, reaching into his jacket and producing a hypodermic needle, which he jabs- hard- into his sword-arm.

His vision turns slightly red on the edges, and, broadsword blazing, he charges the magess, batting away any of the swords directly in front of him, but ignoring the blows that others may rain upon him.

[Anastasia]

Carthrat rushed forward, batting away two swords. Distantly, already affected by the hypo, he feels something tear into his side and his left arm recieve a jarring blow, but it doesn't stop him.

Reaching forward, you swing your burning blade at where the ebony mage should be. Her arms raise again, the flicking darkness and trickling noise of, at best, minimal note in your state. A wave of light blinds you for a second as sword and shield meet, the circular barrier shining and pulsing under the pressure you're inflicting.

FLASH!

With a final strobe, the shield shatters! The burstlet of energy causes the magess to be knocked back at least ten feet, almost to the arena wall! This causes both the darkness and silence to fade completely away, and the wounds you recieved suddenly feel fine. Looking up, her now clear brown eyes are throughly pissed.

Even in your state, the explosion of crowd noise is stunning. The dam is broken.

With a wave of her hand, a purple, small rod materializes. Pointing it at you, a bolt of blue lighting hurtles right at Carthrat!

[Carthrat]

Carthrat sidesteps the blast and gives his sword the old heave-ho, aiming in the womans general stomach area.

[Anastasia]

The lightning bolt clips the edge of your personnel shield, the damage stopped cold by your protection. Sidestepping, you throw your blade hard! It soars through the air, crashing into the woman's stomach! In fact, she makes no move to dodge...

There is a sound, like metal hitting stone. The sword bounced off, leaving a hole in her robes but no damage to her skin. She doesn't even pause at it, instead  waving her rod in a cirlce thrie, causing a huge cone like funnel of ice and cold to come right at you!

[Carthrat]

Carthrat dives to the side of the cone, muttering a never-used-before incantation under his breath and gesturing at the woman from his soon-to-be-prone position..

[Anastasia]

Carthrat slings forth his spell just as the cold reaches him, mainly hitting his legs. Icy hot pain registers, your lower body screaming as it comes close to being flash frozen!

However, your spell triggers successfully, the grease appearing under her. She starts to wave her rod again as you fall in pain, but steps a bit to reposition. This causes her to slip, and with wide eyes, fall, her rod dropped as she meets the ground fast and hard.

Her rod clatters down, cracking a moment with red magical energy before going quiet...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat pulls his Disrupter and fires a stun blast at the womans head, hopefully putting her out for the next few days. [/list]

[Anastasia]

Biting back the agony that comes through even past the drugs, Carthrat fires! The shot rips through the air, impacting on her head! With a groan, she falls and doesn't move. Did it work?

And dammit, you're getting hungry already.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat blasts the woman again, for good measure, and then starts eating an apple, hobbling over towards the woman to make sure she's down- and to take her funky stick.

[Anastasia]

The second shot hits home easily enough, causing her to shudder and then go still again.

Getting up slowly and painfully, Carthrat then pulls out an apple from one of his pockets, eating to satisfy the demands of the regenerative ring. She looks to indeed be out, her hair scorched badly by the second shot and her rod lying on the ground.

"...The winner....Carthrat Tanewaki!..." is also heard as you stumble over.

[Carthrat]

Pulling on his Shock Glove to minimize any nasty enchantments the woman might have place on the rod, Carthrat reaches out to pick it up.

[Anastasia]

OOC - Good call, Rat.

Picking up the purple rod, it crackles with red lighting, which your Shock Glove nullifies nicely. After about ten seconds of this, it stops, having done no damage to your protected hand.

Meanwhile, the crowd cheers while your legs ache and your stomach rumbles. Even though you can walk and standing is already becoming a touch easier, this wasn't a clean victory.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat turns and strides out the arena, cashing in and looking for Rachel.

Damn, he needed a massage.

[Anastasia]

By tthe time you've cashed out, you're extremely ravenous. A quick side trip and about fifty credits later, your legs and stomach are both feeling considerably better. That's the most you've eaten in a long time. Hell, that was enough to feed a hungry litter of Shirans twice over.

Rachel, who met up with your right after, watches with curiousity as she sips her own drink and meal. "That Cone of Cold must have gotten you good," she comments. "If the ring is causing you to eat that much."

[Carthrat]

"Yeah, well, I can take it," replies Carthrat, handing the Rod to Rachel. "I got you a present, by the way."