Stomping Grounds (Open but needs Sulley)

[Gerg]

Gerg had decided to explore this new place that he called home, he quickly discovered to avoid the guards and the sky was fake. As he had walked along he figured he might need a weapon or two and so had made some by pulling out the bones in his arm and sharpened them to make usable for stabbing someone. Most of the day hadn't been much fun, except that time he decided to like an electrical socket. As Gerg walked along he saw a place that seemed to be an arena of some sort, well can't be any worse than the rest of the day. Gerg walked in and saw a large group of mutants, "is some kind of club or something because I forgot my pass."

[Sulley]

Sulley looked up from where he stood in the center of the Rebellion members. His gaze was narrowed and particularly dark, almost like a demon's. The man's square shoulders were rolled back, while his neck was stretched forward, like a wolf testing the air before running at his prey. He obviously wasn't happy. They'd been arguing.

"You're damn right about that." Sulley growled between clenched teeth, willing the approaching mutant to give him a reason to do something he really wanted to do.

[Mara Ackart]

Mara turned from her position in the stands looking at Sulley as soon as she saw his attitude change and the voice of an outsider ring. They'd specifically warned off people. She guessed some idiots didn't listen. She looked over at the outsider sneered. Her stance and face took on a cold, ice queen like appearance.

"I suggest you get the heck out of here friend. That is if you know what is good for you." Mara warned in a tone as icy as her look.

Mara glanced over at Sulley. He seemed to be almost begging the guy to do something to piss him off. Sulley was already angry. If this guy pushed him this place was likely to get a new coat of paint.

[Gerg]

"Wow this place is really nice, though the atmosphere leaves something to be desired." Gerg blew past the hot head and went towards the center, "so anyone want to tell me what this place is?" Gerg allowed one hand to clasp one of the hidden bone spike he had, he didn't care but it seemed like he was going to be in a fight.

[gorgutz]

Jason observed these events transpiring from the entrance shortly after Gerg was safely away from it. He knew that at least one of these people was fairly important, but he could not recall how. He had gathered limited information from simply watching, as he was doing now, but it was never enough. He was doing his best not to make himself visible, and his suit was easily mistaken for a shadow when there was only so much of it shown. He kept only as much of his face out as possible, and it was difficult to tell just what it was from a respectable distance, so he wasn't too worried.
Both of the men were perceived to be a threat, in his eyes, but the less-pleasant of them was the one who he knew to be of some importance. It would likely be a poor idea to let Gorgutz have his way with that one, but the other one wasn't too recognizable, and they didn't seem too keen on him anyway. This place had seemed perfect to let Gorgutz out for a little; a place he could be as brutal as he so desired to some hapless living creature and even get battered around himself.
If a fight was to break out now, however, he knew Gorgutz would 'mediate' by diving into the fray himself and attempting to bludgeon both combatants as much as possible. Fighting was fighting, the number of combatants and the victor were nowhere near as important to Gorgutz as the power an adrenal rush he gained from it. Granted, he did enjoy winning quite a bit.

[Aidian Thomas]

It may not have been his place to barge into the arena. But when you got captured, you were usually Very pissed right? And when Aidian had woken up in the infirmary. He'd gone to Maam weavers and demanded a new set of clothes before setting off to find someone in charge. He had sucessfully interrogated eight people into telling him who was most likely to help him escape and at the same time point him in the right direction.

Now as the 17 year old stomped into the Arena he shouted. " Is this where rebellion members meet? " He felt a cold shiver up his spine as steel he had changed his back to in the infirmary by touching the post, raced up and down his back as his anger and adrenaline pumped. He looked at the group forming in the middle. One tall man in the center and the rest around him. " I need to speak with the one they call Raze... " He stomped forward his leather jacket fitting tightly against him. He pulled his tight jeans up a little and cracked his knuckles. " If I don't get answers I'll do something violent. "

The boys blue eyes raged like fire. He never liekd beign a captive. And right now he honestly wasn't thinking straight. He was planning on taking a group of these people and going to find the nearest guard if there were any. Shift planned on getting out of here. No damn prison could hold him. Well at least thats what he thought.

Slowly his eyes trailed to the female in the group. He blinked his blue eyes lightly before snorting then looking away. Shift wouldn't harm her of course. It was against the Gentlemans code Marcus had taught him once upon a time. If he broke that code then he would have to spend three days without eating and give away all his possesions. But if she attacked first it was self defense.

" Are any of you going to tell me which one of you is Raze or will I have to beat it out of you? "

[Silvia A. Carter]

The dark chocolate wolf calmly loped into the arena, people backed away from her, and with good reason.
"It's Fang!" One whispered and she ignored them.
"Why's she here?" A few more mutants whspered and the wolf sat down on a spare bit of dirt floor. Her hazel-green eyes watched everything and there seemed to be a circlearound her that people avoided. What they thought was out of her striking range.

But a very annoyed looking male stormed in and Silva rolled her eyes dramatically.
"If I don't get answers I'll do something violent." This brought out a low growl from the wolf's throat. She had never liked impatient males.
"Hey, you with the jacket made of cow! Sit down, shut up and wait your turn like everyone else." She snapped and everyone looked at the female canine. She spotted Mara and nodded her head in greeting, being discreet just in case.

Mara was one of her close friends, as was Liliana. But that was a different story all together. The wolf watched the young man in the leather jacket stonily and rolled her eyes when he spoke again.
"Are any of you going to tell me which one of you is Raze or will I have to beat it out of you?" He said and she almost laughed at his stupidity.

"Look around boy, you're out numbered. We get that you're angry, just go punch some trees till you're halfway sane and come back. Don't waste their time." She said and tried not to make it sound like a bit of advice, men didn't like being told what to do.
"Hey, the classified mutant's here! What do I do boss?" She heard a whisper and turned to see a man with a gun near the entrance of the place.
"Observe her for now, see what she does." Came the crackling reply and Silvia smirked. The wolf got up and the man spotted her immediately.

He walked away quickly and she loped back to the spot she had been sitting on before. Hopefully she hadn't stood out too much, but there wasn't really any hope for this one. She sat calmly and observed again. She picked up the whispers and the jokes and just sat there, waiting for something or someone to begin.

[gorgutz]

Jason's eyes lit up with bemused fascination. He slid closer towards the entrance to the arena proper, leaning against the threshold and peering out at the two newcomers. Listening to the more angry of the two newcomers, there was a gravelly, husky laugh in Jason's mind, Gorgutz clearly enjoying what he was able to see and hear, through Jason. "Da boy gots fight in 'im," Gorgutz remarked, "But 'e'd go down easy if ol' Gorgutz wanted ta get at 'im. Maybe I should, huh?" Jason shook his head, "Not yet."
When the wolf entered, eliciting numerous reactions from the crowd, and Jason was as curious as Gorgutz. It didn't look like anything close to a threat to Gorgutz, at least, though Jason had never liked dogs, and they had never really liked him, either. Things were getting immensely interesting, and the time had come to test, as well as observe. He stepped past the threshold, into the arena, glancing around at his fellow mutants. He could feel Gorgutz's desire to fight, the bloodlust transferring, in part, to himself. He wanted as much as Gorgutz to put on a show for these people, and establish himself as something less than a meek, polite observer. This was not the place for that, as he had well seen.
"Change a' plan, eh?" Gorgutz asked, the resultant chuckle rattling in Jason's brain. Jason nodded, speaking as quietly as possible to avoid looking too schizophrenic; "Things are getting too interesting to simply watch. We're going to put on a show, if the opportunity arises." Gorgutz growled in anticipation, "Ready when yew are. I'll show d'ese skinny lil' twigs wot real fightin' is."

[Mara Ackart]

Mara sighed and her finger tips drifted up to her temples as though she was suffering from a headache. Apparently today was be an idiot day because everyone was coming down here to try and start something. The only person out of the group that had arrived she could genuinely say she was glad to see was Silva. At least one of them was keeping a level mind.

"Please listen to the wolf kid. I really don't wanna watch you get messed up."

As it was she was going to end up either watching or fighting against one, possibly two, men. Let alone keeping an eye on Sulley. Under better circumstances Mara would have greeted Silva but with things deteriorating as swiftly as they were she anticipated a fight would break out very soon. She settled for returning the discrete nod she'd been given and darting her eyes between the various players in this farce.

[Gerg]

During the whole ruckus Gerg had picked up a rather large stone and began to shape it into a projectile with a left over bone. When the stone was made into the right shape Gerg walked over and gave the wolf the remaining bone, "take it if you want, I don't need it anymore." Gerg looked at the new comer who was making threats, I'll teach you to pick stupid fights. Gerg threw the projectile and saw as it took a football's spin as it went along then buried itself between the guy's eyes, it wouldn't kill him... hopefully.

[Aidian Thomas]

Now Aidian had respect for women and all but he didn't like being trash talked by them. Lightly he looked at the wolf girl his eyes narrowing slightly. " With all due respect ma'am. I do not have time to wait. Some armored fools are getting farther away from my grasp and I need to get out of this stupid prison as soon as possible. " He clanced his fists tightly as the metal on his back crawled up his spine with anticipation. " And my Jacket was made by that Weaver lady so if your an animal rights tree hugger person take it up with her. I could care less dammit. " Lightly he twisted his neck to the side and closed his eyes for a moment when he neck cracked.

" Punching trees is a damn waste of time. " he mumbled wishign he hadn't said it after it left his lips. He shouldn't have talked to a woman that way. It was just rude. And then the brown haired girl spoke. " Don't worry your pretty brown eyes about me. I'll be fine if things happen. " he said curtly. He turned to see Gerg dropp the bone in front of the wolf girl.

What is he a retard or soemthing" Aidian thought and then the object was flying at his face. Aidian couldn't help but smirk as the cold tingly feeling spread over his face and arms now covering his entire torso. It slowly began spreading over his legs as well. the object hit the metal witha light dink before shattering and falling to Aidian's feet. Aidina slowly took a step forward to put the guy back in his place before he looekd at the two women present then took a step back.

" Your lucky there are women present Jerk... "

[Silvia A. Carter]

"With all due respect ma'am. I do not have time to wait. Some armored fools are getting farther away from my grasp and I need to get out of this stupid prison as soon as possible. And my Jacket was made by that Weaver lady so if your an animal rights tree hugger person take it up with her. I could care less dammit." He said and the wolf watched him before bristling as she heard the click of metal. Guns. One of her ears flattened and the the other twitched around the arena.

She barked sharply and then scrambled up looking around the arena swiftly. There was an answering bark from an actual dog and she flattened her ears to her skull as a man with a leash came in.
"Come Fang!" He ordered and she got up before darting at him.
"Why should I?" She asked with a low growl and circled the man. He seemed slightly unnerved and his radio crackled.

"Get outta there! I told you to observe her not try to tame her!" The order was clear and just for good measure she swiped his radio. She carried it back in her jaws and sat down with her bone. She looked at Mara and winked, might as well make them think that she wasn't really human. Silva picked up the bone and started gnawing on it.
"Punching trees is a damn waste of time." He said and she stopped chewing on the bone for a moment.
"See, now that wasn't with respect? Was it?" She asked calmly and looked at one mutant.
"N-no...it wasn't." He stuttered and she nodded.

"I didn't think so. And other male, thanks for the bone." She said simply before continuing to eat her bone.

[Gerg]

Gerg laughed as the rock broke against the new comers face. "Ha ha that is a cool power." "Your lucky there are women present Jerk..." "You know I don't care, this is a arena, you came here to fight so do so or leave!" "And other male, thanks for the bone." "It is a pleasure, she-wolf and as I said I had no need for it." Gerg smiled at the wolf, he rather liked her, it wasn't often you find people who find bones a good gift. Gerg looked at the guy who had first threatened him, "look I don't care who you are but if you think this place is yours A) your dead wrong and B) I will kick your ass for it."

[Mara Ackart]

Mara's temper was boiling by now. This cocky git came busting in on their meeting and was making statements like that! Her teeth came together hard inside her closed mouth, grinding together in anger. Not only that but he'd attacked a kid who, though he'd mouthed off, had done nothing yet. Only pure force of will and the fact that Sulley hadn't ordered an attack yet kept her from moving and attempting to bash his skull in. Mara retained just enough presence of mind to smirk at Silvia.

Mara looked over at Sulley, he'd been quiet since his threat to this upstart. She wondered how long he intended to wait before unleashing hell on these damned interlopers.

[Sulley]

Contrary to the others, Sulley was on the opposite end of the spectrum.

The second person to stumble in had his toes curling in his shoes, but the third began to confuse the poor man. It didn't look like a planned fight, and they didn't look like they were all on the same side, but you could never be sure. He took to scratching the back of his head, dark eyes flickering between unfamiliar faces, suddenly feeling out of the picture. Not that it was too pretty anyway.

Mara's turning head caught his attention, and Sulley looked up in time to catch her eye. There was a time to fight, a time to defend, and a time to back up and let things play about as they will. He would remember the face of the man asking for him, but only a fool would make himself known in this situation.

"Let's go." Sulley said to the Rebellion members, standing tall and speaking with the clear and obvious head of a leader.

What a fool.