The Unintentional Gladiator [open]

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A still lost Mika continued to wander about the school grounds, still attempting to find his way back to the dormitories, a bit tired from a long first day at school. Unfortunately, the next turn he took would not bring him any closer to his goal of rest and relaxation. He slowly opened a door and found himself in the shady basement of the Academy... a small group of people were gathered to watch the carnage about to occur within the Battle Square. He heard a voice announce over a speaker echo through the basement, "A NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHES! But who will face this new opponent?!" Mika looked around with widened eyes, unaware of what was going on.

[OoC: Can be continued by anyone c:]

[Señor Sunday Friday]

An elf was shoved forward from the group, his hazel eyes looking through his medium length light blonde hair and towards Mika- there was an expression of worry on his face, "No, no- I couldn't possibly fight, she's a student and I'm just a traveling magician! This is murder!" he shouted to the people who shoved him forward, "I don't know offensive magic! I barely know defensive magic!" he pulled a cloth bag off of his staff, it must have been filled with his belongings or something and he placed the bundle on the floor gently. He held the staff awkwardly with no fighting advantage in how he stood and it was very apparent that if he were to fight the student, this would assuredly be nothing short of a slaughter because this fellow wasn't inclined to fight at all in any sort of way. He gave Mika a nervous smile and from how the crowd of people moved in to form a more solid wall around them you could tell that there would be no running from either person. "I'm Aubrey by the way." he quietly as if giving his opponent his name would be any way of making them go easier on him, his expression showed just how much he really didn't want to die.

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Mika was still confused as to what was going on at the moment... trying to figure out what it was they would have him do, white eyes slowly scanning the room. The crowd began to circle around the Battle Square, the presence of the crowd made Mika a bit uneasy, but as always now emotion was shown on his blank face. When the nervous elf entered the fray and revealed his weapon, Mika realized what this was, it was a small colosseum, a place for battle. He looked at his opponent, holding out two hands, there eyes meeting for a split second. Upon this meeting, Mika's illusionary weapon began to form in his hands, the magnificent spear formed from ghostly wisps.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

The elf's expression dropped and any sign of hope that he might survive seemed to simply leave him, his knuckles were white on the staff and he was shaking nervously, "We're both going to survive this right?" He asked, checking to make sure that nothing bad was going to happen to him, he seemed to be using no magic or anything right now- if Mika worked quick then the death for this pathetic opponent would be quick and so Mika would likely be able to move on with his life like normal, getting out of here without a scratch... though it didn't seem like this Aubrey fellow would be able to inflict all too much damage even if he was given time to defend himself.

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Mika raised a brow, the elf seemed to have no idea what he was doing with his weapon, but something didn't seem authentic about his actions, it almost seemed as though he was faking weakness. Nevertheless, he would never turn down the opportunity to put out a weak opponent, getting into a defensive stance to see what this opponent could do. He looked at him with eyes that said, You're move..

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Aubrey looked at Mike for a moment as if not understanding before he tentatively started to walk over, his pace quickening to a little run and a clumsy blow was aimed at Mika, it seemed like in his attack Aubrey left himself open from every angle, he looked like he had absolutely no clue in hell how to properly defend himself and so he was likely going to get some kind of fatal hit landed somewhere on his person which would end up being a rather painful experience for him. His movements were clumsy and uncalculated- there was no way that anyone with any skill or experience would be this terrible with their fighting- it was impossible for him to defend himself from any number of attacks. Now was one of those moments where you wondered where someone so poorly skilled came from- the answer was that they came from a country known as South Wister, it was mostly mountains but Aubrey left there when he was young and lived in the desert country of Santosai for some time. Admittedly the likelihood of Mika or the ever lovely Jashin knowing of these lands were very slim but they were notable little tidbits of info nonetheless.

[[j][a][s][h][i][n]]

Mika was surprised by the clumsy attempt at an 'attack' made by the elf, it seemed so easy, almost too easy. There was no way that this person had ever fought before... but at the same the average inexperienced fighter would have been terrified at the sight of an imaginary weapon. The crowd around him seemed to be confused, as to them he appeared to be blocking the staff with nothing, quickly sidestepping the swing and countering, directing attacks rapidly at a multitude of obvious open areas. His spear seemed to bend and wrap around the elf like a ghostly wind.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Blood was torn from the elf as some of the attacks hit home but the ground was slick where Mika had stepped to cause a slight imbalance, none of the wounds were fatal. Aubrey looked with surprised eyes at Mika, his pupils seemed to shake from the pain that coursed through his body and his limbs trembled terribly, "Don't kill me please!" he shouted the cry to Mika through gritted teeth, his voice filled with unmistakable terror. He took a few steps back and away from the twisting spear that couldn't quite grip his body for whatever reason it was. Aubrey looked around at the crowd, trying to find whoever it was who was in charge to see if they'd call off the fight, it was already apparent who would win and it wasn't even going to turn out to be an interesting fight this way so Aubrey hoped they would cancel this fight in favor for a more interesting match up.

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As blood spattered across the arena floor, Mika began to realize that this fight was more or less a joke, and he was facing someone who had no idea what they were doing. No self respecting warrior would take that type of punishment for any reason, unless this was some sort of elaborate scheme. Mika gazed upon the begging elf, on his knees and pleading for his life. He slowly turned his head towards the announcer, who simply shrugged. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to kill his opponent in this arena. It would have been easy to just walk away but it would have been just as easy to use his Yochi no Genkaku, an attack that would end anyone- even if they were far stronger than him. Mika stepped closer, gazing into his eyes silently, then backing away, allowing his weapon to fade away. He raised his left hand as if to forfeit, refusing to kill his opponent.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Aubrey looked at Mika with an expression of pure gratitude, the fight had ended almost as quickly as it had started and it just so happened that the elf was fortunate to have been able to survive the entire ordeal. He dripped blood from his wounds but there was an inevitable smile on his face. He trotted after Mika and he bowed in a swift and graceful gesture, "Thank you greatly for letting me live... though I would have been perhaps a bit more grateful if you didn't hurt me so much..." he threw in that last note, possibly making him one of the most infuriating out of all the worthless performance magicians anyone could possibly meet- apparently having his life spared wasn't enough for him.

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Mika was still puzzled by this seemingly pitiful creature still kneeling and bloodied before him, grateful to still be breathing after the brief bout. The blank faced Mika raised a brow, wondering if the person before him had even learned anything at this school... it might have been a waste of time coming here. Regardless, Mika was still lost, and tried to come up with a way to ask where the dorm halls were, still unsure if he could find his way back alone. He was still unsure if someone who he had just brutalized would be so eager to assist him, though.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Aubrey unfortunately wasn't a student so even if Mika had happened to think of a way to ask where everything was it wouldn't do any good, the elf was simply passing through and getting a good look around Twilight Moon Academy when he was here- it was an interesting place and he heard a lot of interesting things about the place, such as apparently The Pheonix Mage of legend was here, it was worth checking out, really but Aubrey wasn't expecting to be forced into a battle while here so it was probably about time that he got going since dying didn't seem like too much of a good idea to anyone.