District One Tournament Day One: Reigns vs Le Roux

It's been a while since he's even considered picking up a weapon. Watching Oblivion perish in the games left him broken and wanting to give up. It's been hard. Putting the pieces back together. Trying to give himself a chance to do what he can. None of it matters. Every little thing reminds him of her. The way she always helped others before helping herself. The way she talked and walked and carried herself despite all she went through.

So hearing about a tournament gave himself a reason to pick up a weapon to see if he still has it. Ravine isn't sure what will happen. Winning or losing doesn't matter. All he wants to know is if he should keep training, or if he should walk away forever.

His hands wrap around a spear, and he moves it around weighing it to make sure it's perfectly balanced in his hand. And he feels his heart shattering over and over. Nobody should die this way, and right now he finds himself in the middle of them all. Right now the only thing he cares about is making Oblivion proud.

attacks Julian | spear
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3036 -- Deep Gash on Back -- 8.5 damagespear

Something about drawing blood puts him at ease. It calms the racing nerves allowing him to settle into stride. It's not hard nor difficult, and perhaps it's one of those skills that's not forgotten. Ravine stops himself knowing he can't get too cocky right now. The match is just beginning. His opponent is from a more known family, and maybe it'll help his own legacy to prove the Reigns family isn't one to mess with if he can take Julian down.

"Yes, let's make this a fun match." He says with a grin. It's always fun when both parties are enjoying this. It makes it easier instead of looking at it as a game, but everything is a game. "And I wish you the best."

Right now the only thing that matters is being able to stand strong. Keeping his head held high. This is what Oblivion would want. To have fun and be happy. If only it was as simply as that. She may be gone, yet her spirit lives on, and every day Ravine wants to honor it. Today this is how he does it. He lifts the spear once more and looks towards the sky. With Oblivion by his side, he knows he's capable of conquering the world.

attacks Julian | spear
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3108 -- Shallow Cut on Left Bicep -- 3.5 damage


3.5/25 spear

It isn't good enough. He knows within seconds that something is off, yet it's too late to change up. At least it's something, and in this moment, Ravine just wants to keep himself standing. The faint tick of his heart echoes through his mind, bouncing through his skull. It's hard not to let it bother him.

All it takes is a moment for this entire event to change. Julian can draw the force from somewhere, and right now all Ravine wants is to stay ahead. To float through. To make it to the end. Right now it's about finding his footing, finding the motions that work because it's clear he's rusty. It's been a couple years, yet he can only blame himself. Stepping away was his own choice, and it wasn't one that was simple. It took being broken and torn down, but here he is seeing if he's still capable.

"I spent years finding something that works for me." He begins as he twists the spear around in his hand readying himself once more. "I had it perfected, but after stepping away for a while I have to perfect it again." He backs away with a grin seeing the attack coming.

"Just take a breath and let yourself have fun. Maybe then you'll land what you're looking for."

attacks Julian | spear
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3003 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage


3.5/25 spear

Maybe winning this isn't all it's made out to be. He wanted a fight. An opponent that would challenge him. Someone to give him a run for his money to make Ravine know without a doubt that he still has it despite stepping away. But all he's met with is this guy. Someone who doesn't seem to know what he's doing. Ravine shakes his head slightly shaking it all away. That's not what he's here for. Mocking others goes against everything he knows, and maybe just maybe it's not as bad as it seems.

But what is Julian talking about?

He excels at other things?

Blinking Ravine tries stepping back, but it's not quick enough. Being distracted never ends well. It never works out with what's going on, and now his mind is racing wondering what the hell Julian excels at, but it doesn't matter. He shakes his head once more as blood gushes down his arm. It's a sharp pain, but it's nothing a few stitches won't take care of.

He grins once more.

"I didn't come here to destroy everyone standing in my way of winning this tournament." He says readying the spear once more. "I came here to see if I still got it." He takes a step back and draws in a breath knowing he's not exactly like the others. He's not just a milking machine.

"And I think I still do."

attacks Julian | spear
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3159 -- Shallow Cut on Right Calf -- 3.5 damage


11.5/25 spear