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Slide makes his way through the crowd to the center of the open area. He tilts his head from one side to the other, doing that fancy stretching thing all the cool fighters seem to do on the trid. He grins as he raises his hands in a defensive combat stance, one hand turned palm up so he can give the 'come and get it' gesture.

Fandango elbows his way through the crowd and into the ring. He grins a little and he takes off his hat, leaving it at the sideline like last time. He pulls on a pair of black synthleather-looking gloves, and then cracks his knuckles, rolls his shoulders. He shuffles his feet a little as he gets himself loosened up.

Slide stands perfectly still, holding his defensive combat stance and watching you carefully.

Fandango finally decides to make the first move, and he ducks down low, and darts towards his opponent, making to slide up with an elbow strike to the sternum- unfortunately, he's not as quick as his opponent who steps around the attack.

Slide steps to the side quickly, then spins around throwing out a backhand blow towards Fandangos head. The fist catches the man, but only grazes him lightly, not making a solid enough contact to do any real damage.

Slide steps back after the backhand blow, then moves in quickly with a solid kick to Fandangos midsection. The leg connects well, but the man manages to absorb most of the impact with his armor and body. The effect is minimal at best.

Slide steps back after the blow, and goes back into a defensive posture, waiting for more opportunities to strike.

Fandango sweeps towards Slide again, and once more he fails to connect with the wired up chipuser. "Ah frag." He hisses, as he spins around to keep his eyes on Slide again.

Slide deflects the last blow from Fandango then steps in, he quickly throws a few jabs to his midsection to disorient the man, then crouches down and comes hard with a palm strike to Fandango's chin, the impact actually lifting the man off the ground slightly….Slide makes his way through the crowd to the center of the open area. He tilts his head from one side to the other, doing that fancy stretching thing all the cool fighters seem to do on the trid. He grins as he raises his hands in a defensive combat stance, one hand turned palm up so he can give the 'come and get it' gesture.

Fandango elbows his way through the crowd and into the ring. He grins a little and he takes off his hat, leaving it at the sideline like last time. He pulls on a pair of black synthleather-looking gloves, and then cracks his knuckles, rolls his shoulders. He shuffles his feet a little as he gets himself loosened up.

Slide stands perfectly still, holding his defensive combat stance and watching you carefully.

Fandango finally decides to make the first move, and he ducks down low, and darts towards his opponent, making to slide up with an elbow strike to the sternum- unfortunately, he's not as quick as his opponent who steps around the attack.

Slide steps back after the backhand blow, then moves in quickly with a solid kick to Fandangos midsection. The leg connects well, but the man manages to absorb most of the impact with his armor and body. The effect is minimal at best.

Slide steps back after the blow, and goes back into a defensive posture, waiting for more opportunities to strike.

Fandango sweeps towards Slide again, and once more he fails to connect with the wired up chipuser. "Ah frag." He hisses, as he spins around to keep his eyes on Slide again.

Slide deflects the last blow from Fandango then steps in, he quickly throws a few jabs to his midsection to disorient the man, then crouches down and comes hard with a palm strike to Fandango's chin, the impact actually lifting the man off the ground slightly….

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