Private One Punch at a Time

[Tala Vale]

Tala walked through the underworld, her red hair covered by a drab green scarf and a metal eyemask. Her military boots squeaked as she marched in her military-style pants and shirt. As the red-headed humanoid looked up, watching people of various species go about that day. She couldn't help but be interested in people's daily arguments and activities, wondering what that Rodian who was resting on the windowsill did for work or the day of a fruit salesman in this dark damp place. She wished she could collect all the stories and put them in a library book for anyone to view. Unfortunately, most people probably didn't want to see the day-to-day of an owner of a food stand. And that was too bad because she would pay millions of credits for a chance to be someone else for once.

The buildings loomed over her as she walked, cracked and half broken with chunks of facade knocked off and pasted over with graffiti. Broken and still standing... Almost like the people who inhabited them. With the old burns over her body, the feeling of being broken felt too familiar to her as well. Still like these people, she was still fighting, and with Miria to protect, she was forced to fight even harder to keep above board. So far, the support from the Jedi had helped her do that but with her being sidelined because of her... accident... who knows how long that would last. She knew she was easier to throw away than most Jedi who were intact. All she could do is keep going down her current course which paid the bills or find something else to pay the bills.

As she walked into what became a rundown central square, she heard the noise, more like the bellowing of a Rancor. When she glanced at the noise, she saw a Dowutin, shouting out to anyone who would listen as he gestured to himself. "Come on, who thinks they can beat me in a fight? I bet you a hundred credits, you can't." Tala smirked as she walked up, cracking her knuckles. She always loved chances to prove herself against other fighters and this would be another opportunity to back up her shit-talk. "I'll give it a try, I'll even let you get the first punch in." The Massive Alien chuckled in his own tone as others cleared the area, making a large circle around them. "Looks like we got a bold one here... Let's see what you got blind girl." Standing off against one another, both sized each other up as the spectators made their bets with each other. Finally, the Dowutin made his move, punching Tala square in the ribs, taking the breath out of her. It felt like her insides were being scabbled as his fist impacted her body. All she could do to fight back was knee the monster in his chest, and force the alien back. Following up with a palm strike to her opponent's body, she hoped she could keep up at this pace. Miria shouldn't have to come down her search for her and find her broken body laying on the broken cement.

Rayne Lo'to

 

[Rayne Lo'to]

Coruscant, Underbelly
Tags: Tala Vale

Rayne was getting a kick out of watching this random ass Dowutin challenge randoms to fights in the street. It was amusing. As far as she had observed this was a pretty common masculine trait amongst most species. A lot of brutish snot-kicking for one reason or another to prove their worth. She'd honestly just hit the guy over the head with a pipe, but that seemed to be a frowned upon approach to a brawl. Lame as far as she was concerned.

Then someone new came along. A... woman? That was a first. Rayne leaned in from her viewpoint on the nearby roof, throwing more dried fruit into her mouth. She seemed to be blind, not that it mattered. It was clearly more a species thing, so they no doubt had other ways to see.

The start was... rough, but the woman quickly adapted. Rayne felt a tingle of excitement run down her spine. This was gonna be interesting.

 

[Tala Vale]

The two fighters were pretty even as they exchanged blows. The Dowutin stayed in the center of the ring, trying to punch their more nimble woman. Tala had managed to hold her own so far though who knew how far that would last. If she could just break through his guard then it would be a lot easier to finish the fight. She just had to wait for her moment... There! Blocking a punch from her right, Tala quickly got through the alien's guard, punching the alien in the gut again and again. She couldn't stop, she couldn't let up. Otherwise the Alien might grab back the advantage and she couldn't take as many punches as he could. All she could do is hope that the alien was too battered to think straight and would go down after one final blow.

Unfortunately the Underdog doesn't always win, at least not without a struggle uphill. Tala realized that as the tusked monster's fist connected with her face, making her stubble back as blood rushed out of her nose. His laughter only infuriated her more. "Looks like the little girl can't hang..." was as far as he got before her boot smashed the side of his face in with a round house kick, causing his eyes to roll back inside his huge head. That sound of him falling was even sweeter to her ears. Wiping off the blood from her nose, she reached inside the Monster's Jacket and got her money out, counting it as the crowd started to disperse. chittering excitedly about the end result. It seemed that she would have enough money to get Miria a gift after all.

Rayne Lo'to

 

[Rayne Lo'to]

Coruscant, Underbelly
Tags: Tala Vale

Oh, she won. Rayne gave a bit of a standing ovation, clapping from the rooftop above. She couldn't shout, of course, but she'd at least give the woman a little thumbs up. Wait, she was blind, the Twi'lek recalled. Could they see it? Well, her support was evident either way.

Well that was over now, so there was nothing keeping the woman here at all. She hopped down, taking a moment to scan the downed man for any valuables.