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Who: Ulaz and YOU!
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Action: various
When: Anytime while in system

Option 1: Scrapheap
[Ulaz could be found a lot of the time at the piles of junk on this planet. With so many projects to work on and a big one being Shiro's arm so that he didn't have that problem anymore, he needed a lot of supplies. Luckily he was a big guy and not likely prone to people trying to take things from him.

It seemed to be a worth while endeavor at least. He was finding a lot of things that he could use]

Option 2: Blameless
[Some of Ulaz's supplies from scavenging were squirreled away in his room because he didn't want to leave them out. Some, however, had been temporarily moved to the lounge space on the Blameless whenever he found himself with a moment.

From previous discussions with Death over on the Caprine, he had decided to try his hand at building something for Loyalty, Justice's cat. He had taken some time during the drift to read up on the tiny felines - especially since one kept coming in trying to chew on things in his lab - and he was prepared to try a solution that might keep her mildly distracted.

So he was currently seated on the floor of the lounge trying to put together pieces to make something of a "cat tree". There were also length of rope next to him and what must have been once some carpeting, but he wasn't ready for those yet.

Help him? Hinder him? Keep him company while he works? Your call!]

Option 3: Junker Racing
[He had mentioned it to only a few people since he had been here, but Ulaz had, in his youth, been quite a daredevil. Most however, didn't really know that.

But in the course of his investigations of the planet, he found the junker racing. Ah... youth. But he couldn't seem to tear himself away from watching it...]

Closed to Lyall: Arena
[He couldn't quite be sure how of their frequent conversations circled around to it, but it had. Probably the arena had come up somewhere along the line and it had sparked the conversation. Seemed the most likely.

Ulaz had been curious for sometime about the actual physical capabilities of a werewolf, but wasn't sure if it was polite to ask a gentleman when they tried to maintain a certain air eighty-night percent of the time.

Lyall was apparently frustrated after his glitch, as beat up as he had been. Understandable.

So it had been decided they were going to face off in the arena. It was not the venue Ulaz would have thought Lyall would pick, but who was he to complain. It had intrigued him too much to worry about it for too long.

Here they were, in the arena. Ulaz could have worn his full armor, but he had decided to keep it more fair, only the suit he worry under it. It was the most superficial of protection. But it wasn't a slight against what he thought Lyall could do; the tradition of palen bol meant Galra were notorious gluttons for pain, seeing it as an opportunity for growth. He did however have one of his swords. He didn't intend to use it, but if found he did, he'd have it]

Whenever you are ready.

[Lyall would have the first move]

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[He has remarkable control, Ulaz thought. He would have made a good Blade with his ability to take a hit and stay silent. It came from a lot of practice to ignore that pain and not let it cause a reaction.

Well, it has caused something of a reaction. When Lyall looks up, Ulaz can see the yellow in his eyes and his mouth is full of fangs. Not to mention the growl.

If this hadn't been the middle of a fight, Ulaz would have been fascinated by the control required for a partial change like that. He also would have been fascinated because he'd never seen even that much in person. The closest he would have been to seeing the change was reviewing security camera footage around the time of full moon and even then he wouldn't have paid much attention.

But this was the middle of a fight.

And Lyall is faster now if that's possible. He can't quite catch Lyall before he sweeps his legs out from under him. He is quick enough to catch himself before hitting the ground hard, instead attempting to roll to the side so he can get his feet back under him]

[Lyall follows up, and this time, there is none of the finesse he showed earlier in human form - although he is still in that form except for the fangs, really.

This time, a beast is trying to get its prey to stay down, and he jumps to try and pin Ulaz to the ground, jaw snapping. Given their difference in size, it would be absolutely ridiculous if Lyall's strength wasn't much more than what you'd expect of someone his size.

But of course, by doing this, he's also putting himself within range of being grabbed of hit. There's not much else he can do.

If he were fighting another wolf, this would be the time when they really get down until one of them gives up and submit. But Lyall is old enough and powerful enough to keep his head even when changing, and he knows he's not fighting another wolf. He knows how far he can go before pulling back.

He's just not going to pull back until that point, though.

[If it had been anyone else of that size, Ulaz might thought the idea of them trying to pin him absolutely ridiculous. Since he'd seen what the werewolf was capable of, it was entirely possible he could be successful at it. Though he probably couldn't get all four limbs, but trapping his arms? Highly possible.

He doesn't want Lyall to pull back unnecessarily. One, the point was to get Lyall's frustrations out so he could get passed the glitch. The other was that Ulaz's interest was thorough piqued and he genuinely wanted to know which one of them would win in a fight like this... even if the point of this was not to maim the other.

Even though the fangs are intimidating, Ulaz does keep his face carefully level. As he descends, Ulaz makes the effort to throw him, still trying to get to his feet so he could put the distance between himself and Lyall]

[Of course, Ulaz is going to try and throw him off, but now that Lyall has a hold of one of his arms, he's just going to go in the opposite direction form before. One of the reasons why he's almost never lost a fight is not because of his physical power. he is much stronger than a human, and than most wolves, but the is still smallish compared to most of them.

The reason he wins he because he thinks fast on his feet and he adapts quickly.

So this time, instead of allowing himself to be thrown off to create distance, he's hanging on for dear life and instead aiming a kick at Ulaz's stomach.]

[...Touche. That was a good move by Lyall there. With Ulaz basically almost down and Lyall with a death grip on his arm, it was harder to shake him than ever. What he lacked in size, he made up for by being able to think quickly on his feet and assessing his advantages and disadvantages.

And he is very good at it.

Ulaz takes the kick in the side, bringing his arm down hard trying to dislodge or weaken Lyall's grip without having to risk Lyall catching his other arm and pinning him]

[There's a small part of Lyall that knows, distantly, that he has to keep himself in check or he could very well end up breaking one of Ulaz's limbs here. But still he gets the satisfaction of having had the upper hand, if only for a little while, before Ulaz finally manages to dislodge him and he is eventually thrown backwards.

And this time, he moves slowly as he goes back to his feet. When he looks up again, his eyes are back to their normal hazel color, the fangs are gone, and he wipes off the smudge of dirt on his cheek.

If he took this any further, it would get dangerous for both of them, and that wasn't the point of all this. Still, he is thankful to Ulaz for having indulged him in that bit of selfishness.]

Thank you.

[Ulaz gets to his feet as he finally repels Lyall backwards and extricates himself. When Lyall looked back up the fangs were gone and he seemed much more like himself. At the expression of gratitude, Ulaz let his stance relax]

You're welcome.

[At least it had helped it seemed.

And since they had finished the match, he did what he had learned from Kogarasumaru and gave a bow to his "opponent"]

[It did help, yes. And Lyall is unfamiliar witht he bowing tradition, but he will give Ulaz a little nod.]

Are you planning to stay here and fight some more?

[Close enough. It is a sign of respect as he understood it]

I think that I will remain for a bit and see if anyone else wishes to.

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