Big Guns For Bing-Gan

[Corwin]

Bing-Gan finished eating at last, having eaten her fill. Turning towards Hao Long, she cocked her head, saying, "How about you show me some place where martial arts duels take place? I love watching them."

[Kwokinator]

"Sorry," Hao Long tipped his head in apology, but grinned. "I'm a lover, not a fighter."

[Corwin]

"Oh well. Too bad." Bing-Gan sighed theatrically. "Well, it's been nice meeting you." She stood up and made her way to her room upstairs, giving the man a parting wave.

[Kwokinator]

"Hey wait!" Hao Long ran partially up the stairs and called to Bing-Gan before she made it into her room. "I know!  There's a tournament in town tomororw, some guy is holding a tournament, the winner gets his daughter's hand in marriage.  How 'bout we go to that?"

[Corwin]

Bing-Gan stopped. "Sure thing, if you get us good seats. Meet me here tomorrow, an hour before it starts?"

[Kwokinator]

OOC: Time skip! ^_^

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The next day, Bing-Gan is rudely awakened by an all too cheerful voice and a knocking on his door.

"Rise and shine, Bing-Gan!"

[Corwin]

Bing-Gan yawns, and rises, zombie-like. After making herself presentable and taking her staff with her, she opens the door at last.

[Kwokinator]

"Looking good as always, Bing-Gan," Hao Long greeted her with his everpresent grin. "Shall we go?"

[Corwin]

Bing-Gan shrugs. "Sure. Lead the way."

[Kwokinator]

Hao Long led Bing-Gan down the stairs and out of the inn, then through a series of twists and turns and side streets to come into an open area on what seems to be a major street.

A stage is set up on the open area, but no one is on it yet.  The words "Tournament for Marriage" is written in large letters on the backdrop of the stage.

"So, this is it," Hao Long grinned at Bing-Gan.  "There's still more than a ke before the tournament starts, and I don't think you'd want to enter, since you're a girl.  What do you want to do?"

OOC: Refer to the translations thread for "ke" ^_^

[Corwin]

"Let's go find a good place to watch the fight," she says, nodding to herself. "Or, you could just enter to show me how manly you are." Bing-Gan smiles brightly. "Up to you!"

[Kwokinator]

Hao Long sweatdropped and smiled, albeit somewhat nervously.

"I told you, I'm a lover, not a fighter," he restated. "We could walk right up to the stage, that'll give us a nice view.  It'll just be a fair bit more dangerous when swords and bodies come flying."

[Corwin]

"That's okay, I'm sure we'll be safe enough," she says with just the right touch of obliviousness. Nodding happily, Bing-Gan makes her way towards the front of the stage. "So, who are the participants? Are there any favorites?"

[Kwokinator]

"Well, anybody can participate," Hao Long explained. "There's no real favorites since no one knows who's going to participate.  You can be from five thousand miles away and still participate.  Before the event starts, the would-be bride will appear to let people know how she looks, so if she's hot, there's a lot more people participating."

[Corwin]

Bing Gan nodded, silently agreeing with his words. It did sound logical to set the tournament that way, assuming the girl really was hot and really, really wanted to get married to a capable fighter as soon as possible. It was too bad, she mused, that the prize wasn't money or food, or anything actually useful.

"There's nothing we can do but wait and prepare to be entertained, then," she said at last, and resolved to do just that.