[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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[liverfree]

It's a dangerous gambit, especially as Prometheus is not telegraphing which foot he plans to kick with. Thor will have to decide that at the last possible moment, right when he is within perfect booting (or sandaling, in his case) range. The Titan gets ready to strike --

Ah! Thor chose right! The heel strike on his left foot causes Prometheus to stumble. Darn heels! He rights himself quickly, but by then Thor is free to make his escape.

Prometheus narrows his eyes playfully. All right, all right, no more Mister Nice Titan! He spins around and stomps his foot, hard enough to make the entire field shake. He's going to try to herd Thor out of the ring again, but he keeps his center of gravity lower in a kind of hunched-over, loping gait. No more sneaking past him this time!

[pirateangelbaby]

Thor barks out a laugh at the tremor that ripples across the ring, and the shift in mood from the titanic presence looming over him, like a cat deciding it's done toying with a mouse. Excellent.

He beats a hasty retreat, buying time and space to think through his next move, and grins when he sees Prometheus take a lower, sturdier stance. More stable, using his breadth to present a greater roadblock to Thor's avenues of escape, but escape is not his next move.

Thor doubles back, boots pounding the dirt as he picks up speed and makes a mighty leap at Prometheus' forearm, planning to use it as a springboard to launch himself further upward and land an uppercut punch to the titan's chin, trading the surer footing of the low ground to risk a decisive strike.

[liverfree]

Prometheus keeps his eyes on Thor, side-stepping when he thinks the god might try running past him again. Instead, Thor is leaping at him like a jumping spider, and he only has a moment to change tactics, a fumbling attempt to try to swat him out of the air, before that punch gets him right in the chin, hard enough to make his teeth clack as his jaw snaps shut.

Ouch! The Titan steps backwards instinctively to keep his balance, his hands waving in the air as if trying to ward off a pernicious insect. Thor can look for another opening, if he chooses to risk getting smacked by one of those hands.

[pirateangelbaby]

A solid hit! Bolstered by his successful strike and unwilling to lose the edge of having the giant off-balance, Thor is more than willing to take the risk of being batted out of the ring for a chance to press his advantage. He goes for another titan-assisted leap, but with the wild flailing it's much harder for him to find a foothold, and before Thor can adjust and find a better angle of attack, a lucky swipe catches him on his blind side and sends him soaring.

He's not as prepared to hit the ground this time, bouncing a few times as he tumbles across the grass and just outside of the ring, the burnt earth crackling underneath him.

Damn.

Thor doesn't immediately move to get back to his feet, just raises one hand in a thumbs-up.

[liverfree]

Prometheus takes a moment to catch his breath, visibly winded from the experience. Who knew fighting someone so much smaller would be such a workout? He rubs the soreness out of his jaw, then bounds over to Thor's prone body. By the time he reaches his friend's side, he's shrunk down to a human-sized height.

"That was amazing! You hit me, Thor! Not even Zeus could strike a bare-handed blow on a Titan!" He offers a hand to help him up. "A little risky of you to try for a second hit, but I'll bet it might have worked on one of my brothers. Well done!"

[pirateangelbaby]

Thor is more embarrassed than winded, but it was a good bout and there's no shame in losing to such a formidable opponent, no matter how lucky the final blow was. He accepts the hand up without hesitation, a little bruised and very dirt-smudged, but with an easy smile on his lips.

"If I still had my hammer, I would've had you," he says, running a hand through his hair to dislodge the worst of the debris. "That was a hell of a fight! Most giants I've faced are smaller than you."

[liverfree]

"Yes, you probably would have," the Titan agrees. He's not here to let the air out of Thor's ego. Not that much, anyway. "Keep an eye on that blind side, though."

The comment on size makes him rest his hands on hips and laugh. "I'd say you aren't looking hard enough, then!" He claps a hand on Thor's shoulder and adds, "This was great fun, but I need to return to my studio. I'll leave you to your other challengers."

He has some pottery to make. And maybe a good long think about how to better fight smaller opponents. Thor gave him a real run for his money.

[pirateangelbaby]

"Mm, indeed. It's not as easy as my father made it look." But Odin did master himself, in time, and so Thor is confident he can do the same. With more practice, obviously.

He chuckles too, feeling invigorated by the exercise and the unique challenge Prometheus gave him today. "I expect a rematch sometime," he says with a grin. "You won't find me such an easy target a second time around."

For the immediate moment, however, he has others waiting to test their mettle against the god of thunder, and Thor is more than eager to oblige them.