Vashes laughs out hard " I feel preety rusty too maybe we should make a two on two match we only got to find another player Galder and RIanna verses Vash and some other player" sais Vash.(Yes im from trigun plus dont think that Trigun cant use swords or that stuff in the manga it sais he is as exellent with close range weapons as he is with his gun.
(Trick I think the fighting will be weird without rules and stuff I am however greatfull you made this thread so now these fights take place else where. Letting characters from different RPGs fight eachother is gonna be a bit tricky, the judge idea was a nice idea.)
I reply to Juno:"I do not do magic indeed, I rely on my own inner strength known to us on Tellene as Ki energy for my supernatural abilities, for instance with focusing my Ki energy I can regenerate a portion of my wounds in a matter of seconds, I have improved my resistance to mind-affecting magic, I am immune to all diseases except supernatural and magical ones, I am immune to all poisons, I can slip through the cracks of space and time, I am partialy resistant to magic thanks to my Ki energy, and I can kill any living being by focusing hard enough, tho this does not always work, it depends on how tough the creature is, I have become immune to age I gain it's benefits but not my body does not deteriorates any more and I can converse with any living being on Tellene."
With enough training you can be thought any of these.
Juno jumped up, looking around. Apologising to Fire(Sorry, don't know the name of your character), he ran to the door of the fight pit,
"Someone's being a fool in the pit. I don't have to pay, but I like to do service for Vayne and Kestrel as payment for my residence here."
He opened the door and disappeared through it.
(OK, mind if I just walk right in?)
Walking in her face a bit solid, as if an emotionless mask. Her hair a deep brown, so dark it could be mistaken as a black as it fell at her chin, short and somewhat shaggy. Her eyes the purest of blacks, shimmering over with what seemed to be silver stars that were beheld within them. Her skin a pale and creamy color, the texture a sweet peach, and her lips tinted with the color of cherries while her body held the curves where needed. She wore a light black trench coat that buttoned just below the breasts, everything else free game for it burst out around her waist and feet.
With crimson trim her tube shirt beneath it held the same bloody color. Also, she wore tight, high on her thighs, shorts and large belt with a huge silver crest in the center holding a serpent. Her holsters on her hips, grazing her flesh, within each a Desert Eagle hand gun. To tie it off she had on black leather army style boots, they came to her knees while on her arms she wore black leather fingerless gloves. One coming up to the elbow, the other all the way up the arm.
Finally, to end it all, black straps hung firmly to her thighs and one arm, clinging gently. She stepped in, her eyes darting over the room with a bit of amusement. Her strides firm, stating she could hold her own.
Her eyes scan over the room, slowly falling upon the man before her. Offering a simple smile that curled at the side of her mouth she nodded her head in return to the one that had spoken to her so freely.
"Thank you M'lord," her voice calm and sweet, though firm none the less.
Settling in to her new surroundings, she found a table which seemed to be out of the way of everyone else. Slowly falling into its depths after pulling it free with the tip of her boot. Her body taking its form, she strokes her fingers along the surface of the wooden table minding for something interesting.
She pressed her elbows forward, resting her chin amongest her palms. Gazing him over intently and taking in his words all at once.
"Is it wrong that I did, or would you prefer Sire? Either one I do not know you, so what else should I call you M'lord," her words holding amusement as she waited for a reply.
Crossing her legs while her trench coat fell along the length of her leg.
"Hmm, well if that is what you wish of me...so be it. Good day Lord Nemx, " she muttered in a friendly tone.
As soon as she was done her eyes drifting over her new surroundings. Looking toward the bar for a moment or two. Pondering if it would be wise to get a drink of not. She wasn't much of a drinker and guessed it might be the least bit amusing to see how long she could stay sober. Saying nothing else she drew her attention back to the other patrons of the room.