[IC, open to all] Thor Fight Club

[pirateangelbaby]

It's a beautiful spring day in the Nexus, rolling green hills boasting bright splashes of color where flowers have blossomed in all their glory, birds singing in trees sheltered with new green growth, and the sun is shining merrily through puffy white clouds, the breeze only a little on the cool side.

In one of the flatter fields out towards the Wilds, however, things are not quite so peaceful at the moment.

There's an enormous rough ring marked out with scorch marks in the grass, large enough to rival the gladiator arena on Sakaar, and on the edge of the ring there's a cloth laid out with a small variety of weapons that look... well, very second-hand, to put it mildly. But enough to give a good selection of swords or axes or hammers, with a shield or two for protective options.

Thor stands to one side, checking his armor to make sure it's securely fitted before battle, training session or not, and can't quite chase away the grin on his face in favor of a more serious, kingly expression that he probably should be wearing. Learning to compensate for his missing eye is a matter of life and death, probably, whether his or someone else's, but he can't help but feel excited to face something other than a half-assed training dummy shoved into the corner of the cargo hold.

Right, then, who's up for a little sparring with the god of thunder?

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[truthqueen]

Thor isn't the only one pleased to find a worthy opponent. The others she worked with were powerful, skilled in their own rights, but there was something for clashing with someone in the way she'd grown up on, steel and the strength of their shield arms to bolster them. A slight slide of her feet against the grass before she found purchase and dug in, and Thor would find himself matched there as Diana returned that grin returned almost as bright as the blades they fought with.

"You're not too bad yourself." Replied in a pleased tone, almost seeming content to continue the shoving contest while they searched for weak points with their blades.

At least until she felt Thor shove his weight into the shield again. Then it was a simple enough thing, letting herself crash quite suddenly to a knee, using the force of the Asgardian's push against her shield to tilt her own, sword hitting the dirt as she snatched for his front in the process to drag him off his feet, springboard him off her shield and over her shoulder to land behind her.

[pirateangelbaby]

He senses her move a split-second too late, gravity and his own strength turned against him as Diana throws him off-balance just long enough to throw him over her entirely, his back slamming painfully hard into the ground and forcing all the air from his lungs.

Serves him right for not paying attention.

Thor flails with his shield-arm and digs the edge of it into the soft earth, pulling hard to roll himself over and onto his feet again before she can take advantage of him lying supine, and swiftly raises his sword to counter any incoming attack before he can get his eye back on her. He's still a little winded from the impact, but recovering swiftly, looking far more delighted than a man probably should be after his foe introduced him to the dirt, up close and personal-like.

Time to mix it up a little.

He shifts his grip on his sword and closes in again, seeking to draw her back into a bladelock against him as the skies above darken, the buzzing static of the storm stirring in his blood.

[truthqueen]

Her shield glances off his sword, which pleases the Amazon immensely that he was so quick to spring to action. As it was though she was avoiding locking up just yet, dodging a swing of his sword to aim a swift kick at his blind side. Testing how well he guarded that side, seeing how quick he'd be to counter it.

Lightning wasn't her domain, but it was still in Diana's blood, something brighter flashing in her eyes as the static in the atmosphere building set her blood to pounding. Unaware that it was his storm, but feeding off the adrenaline it gave her all the same.

[pirateangelbaby]

Lacking peripheral vision on that side, it's only the way the movement translates through the rest of her body that gives her attack away, and Thor pivots quickly, her boot still glancing off his armor though it doesn't connect as solidly as it would've otherwise. That little split-second of needing to turn his head makes enough difference that his attempt to ensnare her leg before she can withdraw it doesn't exactly work out, missing his shot and leaving a momentary gap in his defenses, his sword arm vulnerable to a counterattack.

A rumble of thunder rolls across the sky overhead, and rain begins to fall, soaking into the thirsty earth.