Kyukaku vs. Vince

[Dain Gavyns]

Hope Dain's gym isn't getting boring, cuz your back here again. Ever seen the movie "Fight Club"? If not, go rent it before you start, cuz it feels just like that here. The mat's been pulled up. The crowd's tight around you, just ready to see some bloodshed. Oh, and lighting? Dain's got it rigged up, the only light on is from a single, swinging bulb on a wire, right above where you're gonna fight. The crowd's pretty pliable, if you get knocked into 'em, they're gonna move out of your way, the fight can go all over the main floor of the gym, hell, take it outside if you want. Be warned, though, it's pretty late, and the streetlights aren't so great 'round here. Pretty much, if you wanna see, stick to the middle.

Oh, and don't break the light.

[Kyukaku]

Kyukaku entered the circle, his eyes trailing over the crowd in search for his opponent. It was an instinctual thing he assumed, since he had never seen Vince. Kyu continued to look around, simply taking in the surroundings this time. Dain had a sense for the dramatics, though Kyukaku couldn't blame him. He'd be lying if he said fighting in cages and rings of people like this didn't give him a rush.

Pivoting off his right foot, Kyukaku briefly turned around in looks of seeing if Vince was coming from that direction. Turning back, Kyukaku took off his khaki jacket, throwing it to the edge of the ring. He didn't get dressed up for this fight, Kyukaku now sporting simple faded jeans, moccasins, and a gray long underwear shirt with the sleeves rolled up to mid forearm. Growin a bit restless, Kyukaku raised his right hand, pawwing at the lightbulb and causing it to swing back and forth gently, changing the whole light spectrum in the room for a few moments.

"Anytime now, Vince..." Kyukaku muttered softly, "Before my adrenaline rush dissipates, please."

[Magnus]

Because Vince haven't showed up yet, Kyukaku is declared the winner of this match.

And yes, I am a judge.