[ The scenery in this dream looks urban, some hardly used alleyway around Imeeji, maybe. The area looks torn up, dents and markings scattered across the brick walls. You know how they got there though, you played a heavy hand in it, both you and your opponent, Mercury. You can feel the rough spar you've had in the way your body is worn out and bruises and cuts litter across your skin. Your clothes have some tears in them and your breath is heavy. Mercury's not looking any better with one end of his whip in hand, bleeding heavily from a cut over one eye, cuts on his own skin from you, and breathing just as heavily. ]

[ The other end of that whip is curled around you, pinning your arms to your side while Mercury pins you back against the wall. A last minute upperhand, but you know you can get loose and keep this fun going. ]

Satisfied yet?

[ Has this spar come to an end, or is there more to go? ]

(( Fighting and sexy things if it goes that way. ))