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[sub][@Sho Minazuki][@Enkryption][@The Irish Tree][/sub]
[hr][b]Zweidaya[/b]
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The songstress made a face at John's retorts. She then turned a curious eye toward the other, older woman present. [color=0072bc]"The pleasure is all yours, Ms. Juniper."[/color] She said. [color=0072bc]"While I don't usually travel to these types of locals, I thought it a good chance of pace to do so."[/color] Tiziana wasn't too surprised that this Juniper knew who she was, having done her part in making a name for herself. She imagined that word of mouth could travel even as far as a backwater place like this. Originally, Tiziana came here with establishing a new gig in mind. However, this current string of events may prove to be more interesting. For this reason, she decided to tag along with John and the woman. 

Walking up to John's side, she leaned closer in to her fellow witch's ear. [color=0072bc]"Also, it's nice to finally learn your name, John."[/color] Realizing she didn't like being refer to by her 'other' name. 

Following behind Juniper, they made their way further down the city streets. Tiziana had to admit, she wasn't a fan of these gritty back alleys, finding them to be unsavory. Couldn't complain too much, though, as she did choose to come along. She felt the magic coming from John's eyes, noticing she used the same spell during their earlier scuffle. She also made note of how it seemed to drain her stamina as time went on. Eventually, the group reached a peculiar looking building, which Tiziana guessed was where Juniper did business. On it was a neon lit sign that read, "Club Spades". Going inside, she put a hand to John's shoulder noticing her nausea. Looking around the establishment, it seemed Juniper made her business by involving herself in underground fighting rings. Fighters of all shapes and sizes were on display, bashing each other's brains out and cheering drunks egging on the carnage. Tiziana didn't care for it one bit. 

Juniper then led them into a lounge area, where a strange man dressed in a purple suit with an owl perch on his shoulder that didn't match his aesthetic. As the man leaned in closer, he seemed to allude to the fact that Tiziana was a noble of sorts. [color=0072bc]"Good Evening, Mr. Charles."[/color] She said. [color=0072bc]"I see that your establishment has no shortage of pugilistic entertainment."[/color] Her arms folded, she held her closed fan to the side of her face. [color=0072bc]"Of which, I'll be taking no part in. I mean, look at me."[/color] She used gestures to highlight the feminine curves associated with her body. [color=0072bc]"Martial arts aren't the arts that I specialize in, as I prefer recreation of a different sort."[/color] She looked as Juniper lead John out of the room, likely prepping her for an upcoming match. Tiziana seemed to ponder for a moment, then turned back to Charles. [color=0072bc]"For now, think of me as John's sponsor."[/color] She said. [color=0072bc]"In addition, I'll also be betting on her to win."[/color]

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Sitting in a VIP section during the sport, Tiziana looked on as the fight between John and this Bjorn went under way. Hearing the crowd chant his name and taking a look at his physique, it was no wonder why he had such a following. Interestingly, Bjorn seemed to know John prior to this confrontation. After actually hearing it, the songstress made a frown which was then followed by a light chuckle. [color=0072bc]"Goodness, this woman really DOES get into trouble wherever she goes..."[/color].

Looking over the fight itself, she at first, wasn't that much interested in it. Just another slogfest of face bashing and sweaty wrestling. However, as the fight grew more and more climatic, Tiziana unconsciously became more drawn to it over time. [color=0072bc][i]Oh nice, how'd she counter that? Quick, dodge or you'll be skewered![/i][/color] She silently cheered her fellow witch on. Her eyes widened when Bjorn kicked John square in her pelvis, the sheer shock of the act left her stunned. [color=0072bc]"You disgusting brute, have you NO honor?!"[/color] She exclaimed. Rules be damned, that's still no excuse for treating a lady in such a way! 

Both fighters bloodied and battered, the match appeared to be reaching its final stages. The ice and fire elemental mastery was on full display, and Tiziana had to admit that it impressed even her. Charging each other again, Bjorn had gotten John into an strong hold, attempting to use his superior strength to overpower her. However, Tiziana was not prepared for what happened next. John ending up [b][i]puking[/i][/b] right on Bjorn's face in the middle of the match. The sight made Tiziana sick to her stomach herself... Hilariously, this allowed John to gain the upper hand and eventually win the fight via a pressure hold. With Juniper announcing the winner along with the crowd's cheers, John had passed out from exhaustion. Both she and Bjorn were carried out by the medical team to have their wounds treated. Tiziana turned to the odd woman after she made her statement. [color=0072bc]"Just make sure Charles pays me what I am owed, my fighter did win her match after all."[/color] She said. She then departed toward the medical ward, following the team that took away the two fighters. 

She had too admit, she felt a little bit more sorry for Bjorn. Losing a match AND having banana puke on your face was enough to crush away one's spirits...