Michael
*She'd blink a few times* "Oh, well then... Guess you acted cocky like one awh well, deal still stands regardless." *She'd raise her eyebrow* "I can do it in a single swing in the air and can cut all of them" *She'd nod a couple of times* "Oh don't worry, it's surprisingly easier to do with humans then apples... Bigger targets hehe, and armor isnt a issue either, my blade will slip in between the plates and inject my homemade poison then boom! Liquefied human in a can... Perfect for drinking" *She'd look around* "Cmon guys that was a good joke! Laugh a bit why don't ya?"

*She'd turn back to the lady* "A game of some sorts is what you could call this... I'm just here to say I'm better then this arrogant lady and that you don't need to overcompensate to do more!"
Kendall
"That's.. Impressive?"
 
*She tilted her head as they bragged, not really understanding what's going on. Regardless, it seems that there would be much less trouble if she just paid for the apples. Rather, than leaving those two bickering with each others. When she heard about the poison effects, she just stared in silence like the others patron. "Uhuh.. I think I should **Really** Buy apples for them to test on." She thought. Looking at the bartender, who seemed like he understood what's going on, she nodded. He would quickly fetch around twenty apples from a barrel nearby, and then carry it towards one of the tables of the bar.*
 
"I suppose a duel would be much too dangerous to hold. The apples are a placeholder to test skills on."
 
"A game of some sorts is what you could call this... I'm just here to say I'm better than this arrogant lady and that you don't need to overcompensate to do more!"
 
"I see. I think I know the general situation now." *She muttered, putting her hand on her chin in the gesture of thinking.*

*Her eyes darted once again between both of the ladies for a few seconds. After that, she lightly sighed and stood up from her stool. Letting both of them settle the dispute by testing their skills on the apples seems fine, but that could be dangerous if one party doesn't agree on the result of the competition. More than arguments, they could even clash against each other blades. While the bar is wide enough for your usual tavern fight, it would injure someone if they used weapons. Moreover, the mentions of the poison from the red-haired lady also worries her.*

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"I understand, then, would you both let me act as the referee?"
 
*Her eyes and expression seems more confident and sharper than before. This is because, now, she fully understands the circumstances entailing the crowds. On top of that, the existence of someone to judge the result impartially is needed. If they don't rely on anyone's opinion, it can be hard to find a middle ground which they could agree on. Most people at this bar would also probably be more interested in spectating at a fight and heating things up further. That could end up very badly.*
 
"My name is Akasha Isolet, a priestess. You both can trust me that I'll see that it will go fairly." *She said, putting her hand on her chest, introducing herself.*
 
"But first, I need you both to explain the terms of this bet clearly. I think it would be throwing around a dozen apples simultaneously into the air. Then, we look at who can cut more apples than the other, before they touch the floor?"
Holly
"Poison? What's wrong? Your blades not enough? I've hamstringed the armored bastards more than once; the gaps of the armpits, elbows, and neck."

*Ling never liked poison users. They only relied on getting a hit, not necessarily dealing a deep cut. The truest form of swordsmanship was hit and not getting hit, and performing a cut that would debilitate. Poison was a cheat; a coward's way of fighting.*

"You? Better than me? You poison using, cocky little brat! You think you can best one of the best dual wielders in the world?"

*Her eyes moved towards the now priestess once again; her gaze softened to merely stone cold, with no more malicious intent.*

"Fine. I'll use one blade to make it fair."

*Ling spins and sheathes her butterfly sword, slipping it into her sash, and brandishes her wakizashi.*

"Bring it on!"
Michael
*She'd chuckle loudly slapping the table* "Hahaha ahh... Its like music to my ears... Somebody upset that I can do what they can do but two times as easy and with half the weapons and with three times the speed, i dont particularly care if your the best... If a mediocre assassin can kill you with one blade" *She'd smile with a cheeky shit eating grin* 

"No no, go ahead and use both... You'll need them to seem atleast a little special in this competition ey?" *She'd turn back to Akasha* "Yes you can referee this and make sure it's done correctly I highly doubt you have a issue with it... Would you loud jealous spinny blade woman?" *She'd nod* "That seems fair to me!"
Kendall
"Ahaha.. Sigh."
 
*A nervous, muttered laugh escaped from her mouth as she listened to them. The bickering and insults are unceasing, and it doesn't look like it's going to end anytime soon. "Would this really be okay, I wonder?" She muttered inside of her mind, as she sighed and proceeded to walk towards the table. The eyes of the crowds followed them. Some looked excited, the others looked nervous, a few already scurried about to get as far as possible from the table. But the same thing that is shared amongst them is; they don't want to miss the showing that will be displayed by these women.*

"?"
 
*She noticed that the gaze of the black haired woman became less hostile towards her, for now. Breathing a sigh of relief, she stopped in front of the table. Two dozen red apples are gathered there, ready to be butchered following the event. She wondered whether she should also limit the numbers of the weapons allowed for this, when one of them mentioned, but decided against it. They wanted to show who is more skilled from the others. And if they either overestimate or underestimate their opponent by using more/less numbers of weapons, it's not of her concern. She lifted left hand forwards and executed a few hand gestures in the air.*
 
**"Vocare, ignis fatuus."**
 
*A magic circle appears in the air in front of her, glowing in lavender hue. Following it, a pair of minuscule light emerges from the circle. It almost immediately grows into a couple of fireballs which emanate warm light. Strangely enough, it doesn't radiate any heat at all. After all, they are creatures which are referred to as wisps. She walked ahead and tidied the apple into a group of twelve each, on the left and right side of the table. Her eyes trailed, looking at both of the ladies as she did so, pondering for a moment.*
 
"Hmm.. Will both of you state your names and shake your hand...? Before walking to each end of this table? After that you can prepare yourself, and we'll begin on my mark." *She said with a less-than-certain tone, unsure whether they would comply with the proposal of a handshake.*
Holly
*Ling suddenly becomes tense as a magic circle appears and the fireballs begin to glow. This was __not__ part of the plan, and Ling __hated__ magic. No, feared was a more accurate word. Ever since those high class, stuck up mages had used her as a test... She couldn't help but feel nervous everytime it was brought up.*

*"Just breathe in deep through the nose and out through the mouth. You're not being attacked."*

*Ling does so, eyeing the alignment of the apples to get the most amount in a single swing.*

"I am Ling Kazami."

*Ling refuses to extend her hand. For one, she didn't want to shake hands with someone who had just insulted her prowess. Second, her hand was slightly covered in nervous sweat; she didn't want her opponent to know that. She confidently walks to the end of the table, poising the blade over her shoulder.*

"Let's get this over with already."