(the first round of fight club)

The streets, a place of meet and greet, a place of trade and money, but most importantly for this case a battleground where two now apparent rivals are to meet for a clash of wit, strength and sheer wilpower. These two are to fight until they are unable to get up, or even breathe... A somewhat honourable tradition of man, where two meet in the center of their peers and fight for glory.

The streets were at a peak hour, civilians everywhere, and most importantly cops. The two were to fight as told by the battlemaster but also avoid the police or risk incarceration. A thought dreaded by many in this world, but a thought almost cherished by each of these two. Both wishing that the opponent were to be caught or subdued so the fight would be by default awarded to them. Not honourable, but a win is a win no matter how bitter.

(OOC: Forgot to put this for those confused the winner of the RP is to post the fight :) )