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Bout! Little Mac vs. Not-at-All-Little Captain Falcon!

Who: Falcon, Mac, Spectators
What: A friendly sparring match because Falcon is bored and Mac loves to fight
Where: Stadium
When: Friday, after classes
Warnings: Rated T for Tons of Violence.

It was a little while since his last fight with Knuckles. He was feeling much better too and ready to go. After all, he was always quick to go back to training right after fight bouts in the league. Even though Knuckles was, by far, one of the toughest fighters he's faced. Mac shown up on the Stadium and waved to anyone who was at the stands and gave his signature bright smile.

He didn't know what to expect from Falcon. But none-the-less, he had a feeling this was going to be a tough fight. Fun and tough. He might win, he might not. Mac's optimism lead him to think that even if he lost, he would certainly learn from Falcon. Doc taught him much, one of them being to always learn from loses. And to just try harder the next fight and improve.

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"HIS FISTS. LIGHT. ON FIRE." yelled Max from the stands. "ON. FIRE. ONE TIME I SAW HIM EXPLODE HIS SHIRT OFF. WITH FIRE."

Sorry Falcon, Max may know all of your supermega secrets and respect you but there's just something about an underdog.

~~And also Mac was sort of like the way Max had always wanted to train up Andy to be.~~

Edited 2009-12-11 20:58 (UTC)

"Good luck, you two!" Olimar called out from the stands.

While Olimar did kind of want poor little Mac to win, he was going to cheer on and support both. Falcon was his best friend, after all. He waved to the other captain at least to show he was there, and that he cared.

~~AND LO, HE ARRIVED, NIPPLEBUTTONS GLISTENING IN THE SUN.~~

Falcon was always late for everything. It was just a fact of life. Had he arrived a few moments earlier, he probably would have heard Max's outburst and sent several very angry glares in the direction of the blue-haired student. Underdogs were fine and dandy but flaming fists of fury were fun to surprise people with in the middle of a fight.

But alas, Falcon was always late for everything.

He gave a brief wave to the spectators before nodding a greeting to Mac and approaching the control panel. First things first--the safeties would have to be loaded up. "Do you want to fight on a stage or do you just want to use the stadium floor?"

Yeah, Mac heard Max. Is he going to tell Falcon? No, that wouldn't make the fight fun anymore. Even though he heard Max say stuff, it didn't exactly mean Mac knew how Falcon would execute his punches anyway. Besides, Mac didn't know if Falcon was at his match with Knuckles or not. If not, then his Star Punches could maybe sorta surprise him.

Mac liked Falcon quite a bit and respected him. Any sight of Falcon's approval would make him a happy camper. When Falcon had shown up, he waved to him and smiled even brighter.

But, a stage? This place had a stage. Mac didn't know this. But it was probably wiser to fight on familiar territory.
"Stadium floor's good for me."

"Yeah, this stadium's got a computer program to alter the floor into different 'stages'. It's weird and kind of hard to describe, but it basically projects different terrain styles or situations. It's pretty neat." But sometimes just the plain-old stadium floor was more than enough.

Well...maybe. "How about this." Falcon put a few codes into the computer and two floating platforms materialized above the floor. Straightforward, but certainly enough to make things interesting.

He wasn't entirely sure what to expect from Mac anyway. Sure, he knew the kid was a boxer, and probably a good one, too, but Smash Academy liked to throw curve balls when it came to the rather special abilities of its students and staff. The only way to know for sure was to see him in action.

Falcon stepped out onto the stadium floor, grinning. "Ready when you are."

Whoaaaa. Stadium just got freaky for Mac. He did not know ANY of this. The jumping wouldn't be a problem, Mac was athletic enough. But if Falcon was going to use them often it might take Mac a little while to adjust and get some punches in. However, the last thing Mac wanted was to show Falcon he was nervous. He was just going to have to make do with what he's got and try his best.

Mac stood in a fighting stance, looking as ready as ever. "Ready!"

Knuckles sat down next to Max and hollered out some encouragements to both of them. Mac was a great guy, and even though he was new, Knuckles had taken a real shine to him pretty quick. Captain Falcon was his football coach and someone he respected greatly too, however.

"Mac! Do your best! Don't lose or ittle make me look bad!" he yelled to Mac. "Captain Falcon, he packs a hard punch - Keep your guard up!"

Edited 2009-12-13 05:06 (UTC)

Could it get any better? Could it get any better? These matches were the best!!

The last fight had really wound Pit up. He was a squirmy little guy who easily lost himself in the action of a fight, so it was no surprise he'd show up to this bout ~~and no surprise that he'd have the same icon either~~. It had two of his favorite people in it. Last match was the same case, but it was as though someone had poured a little too fruity pebbles into the bowl and now it was overflowing with glittering rainbow delight. First Knuckles, and now Captain.

And Little Mac was so cool.

This kid had too many idols.

"You can do it, Mac!" he hollered in a high-pitched burst of sheer excitement. "Captain, show him what you've got!" Once again it was really really really hard to decide who to root for.

Well. They certainly were drawing a crowd. Falcon always had mixed feelings about crowds, but hopefully this group wouldn't be too distracting.

He caught Mac's surprise when the platforms materialized, and he was quick to quell any apprehension. "Don't worry about the platforms. They're just to switch things up a bit." Hopefully they wouldn't throw him off.

Falcon moved to the other side of the stadium floor, and when his opponent announced that he was ready, he settled into a defensive stance. "Show me what you've got, kid."

Should Mac really charge at an opponent? Would that be wise especially if he doesn't know who he's dealing with? Probably not, but Falcon practically invited him to strike first. Mac charged at Falcon with a big smirk on his face. This was going to be fun.

Mac attempted to strike Falcon quickly in the midsection.

Yeah no way Samus was going to miss this one once she heard about the fight. She might of been running a little late but for good reason--she had brought a large bag of warm popcorn with her, fresh from the faculty lounge's microwave. The blonde silently snuck her way into the stands, certain she didn't make a sound but well aware the smell of delicious, warm popcorn would probably give her away.

Oh well. It looked like she got here just as the spar was starting.

Samus situated herself somewhere between a loud, blue haired student, a not-quite as loud red-headed student, a Hocotatian and an excited angel. Much like all of them, she wasn't sure who to cheer for.

"CAN I HAVE SOME POPCORN?" Max asked in an amazingly loud voice, forgetting to dial it back.

Then he realized who that tiny person with the popcorn was. "Miss Aran," he added in a smaller voice. "Ma'am."

Max where were your manners. You forgot to say please.

Regardless, Miss Aran obliged maybe after giving him a funny look, and held out the bag.

Everything is too exciting and thrilling for manners! No time for please and thankyou, only time for action packed action.

In went Max's giant hand. Out came half of Miss Aran's popcorn.

"Fank ooo" he mumbled through a mouthful of hot buttery deliciousness.

That was half of her popcorn. Her beloved buttery popcorn she worked so hard microwaving. She was probably going to have to go make another bag at this rate. Oh well.

"...You're welcome."

~~Oh look, it was Samus. Surely she was here to provide her unwavering and undivided support to him and him alone.~~

Was that popcorn? Falcon didn't have much time for that thought because as soon as the match commenced, Mac came charging at him. Even if such a maneuver could be considered reckless, the Captain could appreciate a good offense. He ran to meet him, taking the blow to the stomach in the process, just to test the waters. Falcon didn't know how hard Mac could hit, after all.

Pretty hard, apparently. He mirrored the student's grin, appreciative of the apparent skill right off the bat. Taking a few steps backward to recover, it wasn't long before Falcon lunged forward, swinging a right hook.

Mac was distracted from the effect of the last hit and got hit himself. Dang, Falcon hits hard, he realized. He took steps back himself. Kinda ashamed that he got distracted. The last thing he wanted was for Falcon to think he was all swinging and running into things headfirst ~~but let's face it, he does that a lot anyway even when he's not fighting~~. The kid had more skill in defense than that.

Mac recovered from the hit quickly and gave Falcon a right uppercut. Falcon was at a height Mac was used to fighting with. But that doesn't mean this fight would be the same way, even he knew this.

Count one more supporter for Mac. She sat next to the others, a pad of paper in her hand, taking notes as she did with most battles.

Edited 2009-12-14 10:42 (UTC)

"ALLLL-RIGHT!" Knuckles yelled - wow! They were really going at it already! Look at those punches! "Hey, Pit! Max! Lash! You see that? They didn't even stop to size each other up or plan their attack or anything, they both just ran in and started smacking each other around! This is awesome!"

"You have time to size guys up and plan attacks?" Max asked sort of in disbelief.

What looked reckless and disorganized to the spectators was actually rather purposeful to Falcon--having no idea how Mac fought or what strategies he utilized, taking some hits was easily the best way to gauge how the match was going to play out. There was a lot you could learn from somebody just by experiencing their fighting style.

He took the uppercut and then raised his arms to block. The kid hadn't been kidding when he'd said he was a boxer. Falcon took a split second to shake the stars from his vision. Not bad.

But enough was enough. He'd tested the waters and now it was time to take a more offensive stance. In one swift motion, he swung out his leg in a sweeping kick. If anything, it'd let him know how fast the kid could dodge.

Kicking? Well, it kinda came to no suprise really. Falcon never said all he does was punch. Falcon must be testing him. Mac made himself be keen on what the guy would do and expected the unexpected. Mac dodged the blow by moving out of his kicking range. Damn, Falcon was fast, too. "...Whoa!"

Mac went back into his stance now. Only now he looked a lot more defensive. He didn't know if he should take advantage of the opening or wait until Falcon does something else just to see how the guy would fight. Mac picked the latter.

Falcon immediately caught on to Mac settling into a more defensive position. That was fine. They could play like this for a while. If anything, it gave the Captain an opportunity to show off a little. ~~What a diiiick~~ He jumped back to put some space between them, especially because it seemed like Mac was sizing him up.

He grinned and ignited his fists, rushing towards his opponent and unleashing a volley of blows.

Mac had his guard up, sure. And he did manage to block some of Falcon's onslaught of punches. But mainly it was his head he was guarding. Some of Falcon's punches weren't blocked as some hit him on the midsection. It hurt, but as long as Mac blocked some, he could be given some time to retaliate. Mac brushed off the pain once Falcon had finished and made a swift strike for his gut.

It was only a matter of time before the offense-defense switched once more, and Falcon was too busy throwing flaming punches of fury of his own to block the blow to the stomach. He took it point-blank and had to stagger backwards, the air knocked from his lungs. "Not bad." He breathed, grinning.

He had to remember that this kid apparently won titles. This time when he rushed at him, Falcon ducked low, aiming to knock him off balance.

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