Sparring rp

Sharzai smiles, "Thank you." He walks away with a smile on his face. He decides to diaper himself so he finds an empty room and powders himself before sliding the diaper on. He closes his eyes, just enjoying it before slipping his pants on over the diaper and going to find a place to sleep.

Jevan walked to a corner and sat down. The match hadn't drained all of his power, but he felt it wise to recouperate.

*He sighs and nods in agreement* I suppose it is in my best intersts.... not sure where though...there your done."*he says as he tapes yourn fresh diaper in place and picks up the poster off the floor and placing it on the wall*
*It reads* Rulesof the arena..
1.No killing in the matches.
2.Any weapon or style of fighting is allowed.
3.Matches must be agreed on by both parties.
4.Specific matches must be agreed upon before starting or the regular arena rules will come into effect; First to strike a vital spot or force a yeild wins the match.
5.The loser of said match must submit and do one task set upon them by the winner.

Jevan heard Rai, "Wait, what do you mean by style fighting? And no weapons?" This was not the sort of arena he had initally thought he had stepped in to.

*He frowns and rubs his forehead* Listen to me carefully...Whati mean isyou are allowed tro use any typeofweapon or any fighting style...this means you can use anything from sword arts to kunia...understand?Ordo you want to talkmore?

"Sorry, I misread the sign." He said.

Thanks Rai for that, now who should face who next?*He left his open shirt off and was padding around in fur and his diaper with his weapons on and ect*

Sharzai walks in with a near-silent crinkle. "Don't know, should we draw straws?" He leaned against the wall.

8He nods iun agreement and turns around for a mew minutes, then turns back around with 4 straws in hand* Opposite staw markers face off... Fire V water, earth V air. *I explain as i show yu the markings on each straw and shuffle them around8 whos first?

Sharzai reaches out and picks a straw, "Earth."

"Water" Jevan said after he drew.

"Air" Zan replies

Jevan grinned, knowing now that he'd face off against the mewtwo. The question was, when?

Sharzai interpreted the look on Jevan's face, "How about a coin toss," he flips a coin into the air. "Call it."

"Heads."

Sharzai watches the coin land and spin before landing on heads. "Heads it is, you wanna fight now, or later?"

"Later, I need to recoup."

Sharzai nods and turns to Zan. "You ready?"

"You betcha" He said walking into the arena

Sharzai walked out into the middle of the arena and pulled his coin out again, "When the coin hits the ground, we start." He flipped it up into the air and watched it land. He ran towards Zan forming his claymore and swinging it at Zan's midsection.

Zan watched him charge towards his spot and waited patiently to react, as he swung the wolf pinwheeled over the blade to bring a low sweep at his attacker after he landed

Sharzai rolled as the wolf jumped over his blade to avoid any counterattacks. He reshaped his claymore into a bo staff and swung towards Zan's neck.

Zan brought his daggers up in the nick of time to propel the blade away from his head and swept again to his legs, knowing he'd hit because of the rebound of his opponent's swing

Sharzai felt his legs leave the ground and pulled his legs up to his chest before kicking out towards Zan's head.

Zan spun off towards the edge of the field and regained his standings as he landed on his legs, close to the ground