Of The Falls wrote:[YES! YESYESYESYESYES!!!! We punched Lucien aw yeah excuse me for a moment while I do a jig and a back flip or two! YEAAAAAH]
The knuckle on cheek impact could only be described as absolutely delicious to Ringmaster. He savored the sound of the punch, the feel of the strike, the way Lucien's head looked as it bounced back into the ground... It was absolutely delicious! Bathing in victory and pride, he was too enthralled with his triumph to see the next kick coming. With a yelp he was sent hurling backwards and onto the ground, his makeup smudging further. No doubt his next look in the mirror would draw a cringe from him. Rather than going for Lucien again, Ringmaster simply sat up, completely satisfied. He watched Lucien spit out a bloody gob of saliva while still somehow maintaining that arrogant air. Damn that attractive man.
Ringmaster's smudged silver lips suddenly parted into a wide, good-natured smile. He laughed, leaning his head back slightly as he watched Lucien. It had been a good fight. A really good, satisfying fight.
Jem watched the fight from the shade of the underside of a wagon. This certainly wasn't the first time these two had duked it out, but it was the first time Ringmaster had been able to get any punches in. Good for him. He didn't see Nakusha from where he was, his view of the sky blocked out by the wagon. Had he known she was here, he definitely wouldn't be sitting around.
Lucien brought a hand up and wiped the blood from his cheek, and smeared it off of his hand and onto his white shirt. It was ruined, anyways. Now, he just had to sneak past Vicente to get new clothes and a shower. But, the vampire would probably know, seeing as he was covered in scraped and bruises. He looked back down to Ringmaster, giving another low chuckle and running a hand over his erroneous hair. "Just so you know, I let you get that punch in," Lucien sneered, though that was far from the truth. Lucien's pride wouldn't let him admit that he'd failed to block the punch that nearly knocked him out. He glanced back towards the window to see Daniel still looking out, with quite the hilarious expression. That man looked absolutely jealous. He looked back down at Ringmaster, that devious smirk spreading across his lips once more. "Next time, you won't even have a chance," he rumbled in his deep voice, his syrup-brown eyes sparkling as he watched the man. Maybe he'd have more of a chance to screw with Daniel...
Oh, how he loved causing fights, but mostly, how he loved fighting.
Audalis watched the two as the fight was ended, and they both actually started laughing.About a minute ago, the both of them had been ready to tear eachother's throats out! "I expected no less savagery from mutts like you people." the Altmer muttered snidely, wrinkling his nose in distaste as he looked down at the both of them, observing. He admitted, to himself, that he had enjoyed the fight. It had been far too long since he'd been able to throw a punch or a kick, or to just use his magic he spent years perfecting. It had been mildly thrilling. That's all he would say.
Daniel watched the scene from his window with a frown, watching as they parted and Ringmaster actually smiled, and started laughing. This just made him dislike Lucien, more. Especially as that stupid, handsome assassin's eyes gravitated towards him, and the mischievous grin grew even wider. He could already see the gears turning in his malicious mind, as if he was formulating some other sort of plan to cause problems. Prick.