Aerugo Underground fighting Ring

Kotaro got off Kira as he approached the address on the map. A tall muscular man stood outside the door. “Password?” Kotaro looked at the map. “Equivalant” The man opened the door. “Go on in.” Kotaro walked in, but put the password in thin writing on the wall. “In case I forget.” He whispered.

Kotaro entered the long hallway, hearing multiple cheers and thuds. He opened a door to see a large ring in the middle of the room, surrounded by multiple men. 2 men were inside the ring, fighting. “An illegal fighting ring?”

A man approached Kotaro. “If your Kotaro, the boss wants to see you fight before you meet. You have 3 hours till your fight.” He then walked away.

“So he wants to see me fight?” Kotaro watched the fighters in the ring. There seemed tobe no rules as the fighters pummled eachother.

Kinai walked up to the bolted door. When the man opened the peek hole and asked for the password he said it almost before he could finish the sentence. The man opened the door and kinai entered. He was here to compete in the fighting. He enetered the ring and was met by his first opponent, kinai was also wearing a hood and robe to cover his face and his automail arms and legs

*Kotaro if you want to rp the person then you can and kinai has both arms from the elbow to the hand automail and same goes for the legs from the knee to the foot are automail*

(Will do.)

Kotaro watched as two men entered the ring. He turned to the man. "What are the rules?" The man smirked and laughed. "No rules, no holds barred, struggle for your life. Death is permitted as long as youare encouraged by the audiance." Kotaro nodded and hoped he didn't look worried. "Great."

The man in the ring faced Kinai. He looked Amestrian, yet had the look of a Drachman as well. He pointed at Kinai. "Your mincemeat idiot." The man entered the stance of the Drachman military. He was an ex-military commando.

He said nothing as he put his hands up but he lowered his head and put his hands up getting in a boxer/brawler stance. He loved to fight like this mainly from switching from fighting with swords to hand to hand combat now

"Come at me with your best" He says with a menacing chuckle "or you will regret"

Kotaro thought he heard a familiar voice in the room, but discarded it.

The man rushed Kinai, yet was slow enough to make sure Kinai couldn't use his weight against him. His right fist reach toward Kinai's gut as his left hand stayed to counter attack.

Kinai quickly noticed the man's plan so he shifted his weight causing him to enter a kick boxing style. He swung his left hand with an open palm to deflect it to the right and then he sent a punch with his right hand torwards the gut of the man's. He knew the man probably would block it so after throwing the punch he slung a mid level but extremely fast kick to the ribs of the man

Kotaro raised an eyebrow at the skill of the fighters. They were skilled, but he had been fighting in close quarters most of his life.

The man easily dodged the punch toward him but was caught un aware of the kick, taking it in the ribs. He grabbed the leg of the fighter and lifted him in the air, bringing him down to the ground face first.

Kinai smiled slightly as the man picked him up "Wrong move" He said silently. The man then felt a sharp pain in his ribs because kinai transmuted a spike out of his automail leg undetected causing the man to leg go of kinai before impact. He was able to catch himself and flip to his feet switching back to his head down hands up boxer/brawler stance, and when he was back to his feet the spike wasn't there. It was already transmuted back so the audience hadn't noticed what happened. They thought the kicked might have cracked the man's ribs slightly

Kotaro narrowed his eyes. Although the other audiance members hadn't seen the spike, he had. His eyes had been watching the blows, not the whole fighters. "Automail leg."

The man stepped back and felt his chest. There was a slight hole and 2 of his ribs had slightly given in. In a blind rage he charged Kinai, his fists flying in wild patterns.

Kinai smiled "you need to think better" he said as he leaned his head back to dodge the first flew blows and he threw two quick precise jabs to knock the man off balance and then he leaned in lowering his head swinging a right hook to the man's jaw with such force to break it

Kotaro analyzed the style the winning fighter was using. He seemed to be switching between boxing, and a style of street fighting. He must have been in combat before.

The mna felt his jaw dislocate as he fell to the floor of the ring. He remained conscoius for a few more seconds before passing out. The crowd screamed cheers as the fighter was carried off and the other one waited in the ring for his next opponent.

The guard leaned next to Kotaro. "He will be either your opponent, or partner. Big boss hasn't decided yet." Kotaro nodded. "Great."

Kinai just stands there waiting for the people to send in another fighter

Another man came and whispered into Kotaro's guards ear. The guard smiled and walked into the ring. "Loyal audience! You have just seen a new fighter defeat a veteran! Now how would you like to see another new fighter!" The crowd went wild, shouting at the top of their lungs for another fight. "Then let me introduce, an ex-state military professional and alchemist! He has the chance to meet the big boss himself! The Lightnings Pain!"

Kotaro swore under his breath as he entered the ring, his hood hiding his features. They had to use my ex-military title. Kotaro held his head up and placed his feet firmly on the ground.

The crowd began to murmur at this new event. The man stood in the middle of the ring smiling. "The winner won't only get to meet the big boss! But also get the pleasure to fight him!" The crowd went ballistic at this news. "Now! Let us begin this fight! Between the lightnings Pain, and this deadly newcomer!" The man exited the ring quickly.

Kotaro didn't enter a stance, but stood there with his feet planted firmly on the ground, eyes watching not just his opponent, but his limbs as well.

Kinai slowly walked torwards kotaro causally on alert but looking as if his guard was down to provoke an attack

Kotaro stood stock still. An attack at this time would be unwise, especially after seeing the man's skill before the fight. Instead he placed his hands to his sides and took s small step forward.

When they were a mere few feet away kinai crouches and does a spinning heel kick to try and kick his feet out from under him

Kotaro lifted on foot at a time waiting for the fighters leg to pass under the first one before lifting his other one. This way, he wouldn't be in the air and at the mercy of the fighter. He then raised his leg straight up and brought it down swiftly, hoping to strike the fighter's body.

He rolls to dodge the foot and then lunges forward with a jab and if decided to block he was going to throw a knee to the body

Kotaro stepped to one side, dodging the jab and grabbing the man's wrist. Automail. No wonder his attacks carry so much force. Kotaro spun while holding the fighters arm and tried to scythe the fighters legs from underneath him. If dodged, Kotaro still had the fighter's arm to counter with.

Kinai quickly made spikes extend from his wrist and pierce kotaro's hands to lossen his grip. He allowed his feet to get swept but he forseen it and jumped in the opposite direction the foot was coming from. When the grip loosened and from the kick and his jump he was allowed to do a full side spin in the air and catch his balance on his feet. "Come on now. You have to do better"

Kotaro looked at the fighter and gave a wry smile as he held up his arm, a small dagger protruding from his glove. "I plan too." As Kotaro's hand had been hit with the spikes he had revealed the dagger and sliced the mans nerve connections to his left arm for his automail. The arm and hand would move, but the fingers were immobile. If he tried to fix it, he would only leave himself open. "Automail certainly is a hassle isn't it?"

He laughed. "Not really, It gives me more of advantages" He says transmuting his fingers into straight 3 1/2 inch blades not needing for movement "I can change them around to fit me better no matter and injury"

Kotaro raised an eyebrow. "Adaptation. Nice. but thats apparently alchemy, so..." Kotaro took off his right glove revealing the T.Circle. "No need to hold back."

He smiled "I never told you to" He said while jabbing his bladed hand into the ground as a steel wall appeared in front of him and blades extended torwards him from the wall.

Kotaro held out his hand as the T.Circle on his hand glowed. Before the blades reached him they disintegrated into a powder. Blade alchemy. Kotaro placed his hand on the floor, the powder starting to become razor. "Dodge this." The now multiple razor's were sent toward the fighter, leaving no room to dodge. If he transmutes it away, it leaves him open. If he takes it, it wounds him greatly.