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Aug. 11th, 2024 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
During a formal ball at a large mansion, one would think that Vega would be among the guests. However, instead of mingling with the various socialites, he was climbing the inside of a large cage set up in the middle of the dining hall. Wearing his trademark mask and brandishing his claw, his eyes focus on a clearly terrified fighter down below. The man was already sporting several slash wounds, with his blood streaking the floor as some of the socialites began to laugh at his misfortune.
This was a regular occurrence for the handsome matador, moonlighting as a caged deathmatch fighter for entertainment. His eyes shift towards a particular guest who was seated at a balcony, a man he hasn't seen at one of these gatherings before...
Vega leaps from the side of the cage, letting out a higher pitched battle cry as he descended upon the fighter below. Just as the man attempts to strike back, his claw brutally slashes the man's shoulder as he lands. Crimson droplets splash through the air, painting part of his white mask as the other fighter collapses in a pool of blood.
"Hmph... Pathetic." He coldly states, flinging his claw to clean the man's blood from it. The guests begin to cheer for his victory, and the beautiful fighter removes his mask while raising his claw to celebrate. His gaze looks towards the mysterious guest above, his curiosity piqued.
This was a regular occurrence for the handsome matador, moonlighting as a caged deathmatch fighter for entertainment. His eyes shift towards a particular guest who was seated at a balcony, a man he hasn't seen at one of these gatherings before...
Vega leaps from the side of the cage, letting out a higher pitched battle cry as he descended upon the fighter below. Just as the man attempts to strike back, his claw brutally slashes the man's shoulder as he lands. Crimson droplets splash through the air, painting part of his white mask as the other fighter collapses in a pool of blood.
"Hmph... Pathetic." He coldly states, flinging his claw to clean the man's blood from it. The guests begin to cheer for his victory, and the beautiful fighter removes his mask while raising his claw to celebrate. His gaze looks towards the mysterious guest above, his curiosity piqued.