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[unruly]

Anybody else feel like solving puzzles ain't the most fun you can have on a spaceship? [Sorry, puzzle club, but Dean doesn't appreciate your idea of fun. The question doesn't really require a response from any of you, either. Clearly the answer is absolute agreement.]

Me 'nd Jim got to sparrin' every so often. Fights're to keep in shape. [Though there's now a list of douchebags he thinks need handing their own asses.] Couple rules to fight by, mostly 'cause Jim didn't want me to break his pretty little face. [A joke. Banter, as a certain English asshole Dean knows would put it.]

Anybody else interested? We can organize somewhere to host this little party if other people who want in.

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[bottlearum]

[Fighting? He likes to fight!]

Count me in, mate.

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[unruly]

[Dean stares at the man on the screen of his communicator for a few seconds before he thinks to reply, expression marked with unseen confusion. He's just going to stick with audio.]

You boxed before, man? [The question 'what the hell did you come dressed as?' is buried further back in his mind. This is Serious Business, this little fight club. He's not gonna run his mouth just because he doesn't get the braids and the... eyeliner?]

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[grndnpnd]

[ Man, it's nice to see that other people have their priorities in order too. This is Tommy's excited face! ]

What rules?

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[unruly]

[Dean feels you, dude. His excited face is more expressive, but he can really appreciate that kind of thinking. Or not thinking. Either way:]

Hardly any. Careful of the face and don't break any bones. Not the greatest idea walkin' around scaring the women and children because someone else busted your face up. [Sexist comment #1. But Dean can see the size of the man on his screen. He's huge.]

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[walksonrooftops]

I'd like to join too. [He can't really go hunting here, and there's no monsters to fight, so he needs to do something to keep active.]

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[unruly]

Awesome. What're you used to?

[audio]

[the_crowing]

[Someone has been bored lately... he frowned, rubbing his face before speaking up]

What if someones not a very good fighter... but interested in watching you guys brawl a bit?

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[unruly]

I'd say it's a fight club. Not porn. [Delivered with a teasing tone, rather than an aggressive one.]

Try it out. You might stop sucking at fighting.

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[cons]

Whoa now, Tyler Durden. Is there really no in-between in extracurricular activities here? Crosswords or throw downs? Hm. [Clearly he's is to blame for this, so she's blaming it on you, guy.]

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[unruly]

Not ones 'm interested in, sweetheart. Crosswords aren't my style. I leave those to the people who suck at fightin'.

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[goldshirt]

[the feed clicks on to that shit eating grin.]

Sure you don't have that backwards Dean?

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[unruly]

You callin' my face pretty, babe? [Oh, he's so on form right now. Take it as a compliment, Jim. Faux flirting from Dean is a freaking compliment and a half.]

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[unparental]

I can't decide if your beating people up for fun is more or less healthy than my new appreciation of day drinking.

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[unruly]

They know what they're signin' up for. [But that isn't what's making him curious.]

...day drinkin'? You havin' parties without me now? 'm hurt, Sommers.

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[fourseasons]

Ah... Forgive me if it is out of my place to ask, but is there no better way to 'keep in shape?'

[Mostly he's asking because he does want to train on his own, but it's rather hard in his tiny little bedroom. ...And he's not the type to enjoy spars anymore.]

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[unruly]

Yeah. And they all suck. [Dean has a few anger issues. Don't take it personally.]

Fightin' ain't your thing? Take up yoga or whatever the hell people who don't fight do.

[audio]

[circumitus]

[Dean, Dean, Dean... Don't you know anything about the first rule about Fight Club?

[In any case, Rey gives it a contemplative thought.]

I want in.

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[unruly]

[Not when he's kind of killing two birds with one stone. But shh. Don't tell anybody.]

You box? [Okay, so that actually wasn't supposed to sound as offensive as it did, for once.]

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[addictive]

[ Hey, Dean, heeeeeeeeey. ]

Five bucks on Dean.

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[unruly]

[Mouse. Dean might've been wondering where you'd gotten to, dude. And there might be evidence out there on the network that he actually might give a damn about you. Maybe.]

Damn straight, man. Smartest bet you ever made. [A pause, now more serious.] You okay?

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[theblogger]

I... maybe. [ Maintaining his physique and his combat skills seems necessary in a place like this. He could also use the stress relief. ]

If not me, I think I know two that will.

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[unruly]

's open to anybody who can hold their own, man. More people that come along the higher chance you got of fightin' more than once.

Who else you got in mind? [Just in case Dean already knows them.]

TEXT - HI DEAN AS YOUR SPEAKING TO JOHN HAVE A TEXT

[consulting]

Interested Party.
The more intellectually stimulated can hold their own
outside of three dimensional Chess mind you.

SH

text; can't have one without the other <3 Dean's rolling his eyes so hard.

[unruly]

I'll believe that when I see it. Try prove me wrong. Sounds like a good time to me

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[awakenings]

Sparring?

[Hrm.]

...I'm in.

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[unruly]

Yeah. Guess it's closest to boxin'. No weapons, no tag teams. Just one on one, hand-to-hand combat.

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[coffeeking]

Are we talking real sparring with practiced moves,or brawling for the fun of it?

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[unruly]

Like I said. Keepin' in shape... [Or, if you're Dean, working out some of that frustration on people he knows can take it. There's a whole lot of tension on board and that's got to go somewhere.]

We're not choreographin' a dance routine, man. We're hittin' each other. Hard.

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[saidhe]

A question, regarding any policy in regards to spitting.

[ Because it's not that he has an irrational sort of fury saved for anyone who employs the act or anything silly like that, he doesn't have overpowering urges to fuck any bitches up who might be that rude in an otherwise lovely fight, he just wants to talk about spit, man, what about it. ]

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[unruly]

Policy? Uh. [Question from left field hello. Dean's momentarily thrown off his game.]

Whatever you want it to be, man. 'm just organizin' this so I got more people to fight. As long as they don't bring weapons and avoid the face? I don't care what else they do.

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[widowing]

[ consider her interest officially piqued. ]

What type of sparring?

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[unruly]

Hand-to-hand. No weapons. Avoid the face. That's all.

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[wiretap]

are fights to be arranged on a case by case basis or drawn at random?

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[unruly]

Fights are based on whoever you think you can handle

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[payload]

[ Capa does not understand this fight club of which you speak. ]

You fought the captain?

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[unruly]

Jim? Yeah. 'course. [Which is as close as Dean gets to admitting someone is a pretty good opponent for him. He snorts, amused.]

Dude's got a thing for workin' out like that too.

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[1stguardian]

If you're still taking people for that sparring session, I'm in.

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[unruly]

You good with hand-to-hand? [Apparently he needs to ask this question now. People wanting to bring weapons has taught him this much.]

[france]

How terribly brutal and unnecessary. Here we are, given the opportunity to explore, learn, and experience, and all you want to do is fight. [ He waves his hand at the communicator, dismissive. ]

Such a small imagination you have. There are better ways to exert your energy, sir.

[unruly]

I don't remember sayin' anywhere that all I want to do is fight, man. Get your facts straight first. [Fucking and eating come pretty high up that list of Other Things To Do, too.]