Scene #2726: Ocean Side Battle

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Dukemon X	The sun is out with a few clouds in the sky, with this section of the beach was pretty quiet and was away from the main populated areas of this land of Summer. A few rock cropping were here and there, with a few trees and the ocean rolling in over the beautiful white sand. It was hard to believe that this was the location at which Duke wanted to spar at, but he did bring a cooler along with and yes, inside were different types of brews. Probably all meant for Beelezebumon or them both! The armor figured stood by as he waited for the Demon Lord to show up.
Beelzebumon	The annual World Martial Arts Tournament always gets Beelzebumon's blood pumping, but it also makes him quite antsy as well. The matches are great, but the waiting is /torture/! Especially this year, what with the bracket he's in starting over two weeks after everyone else has started. Heck, Duke has already downed his first opponent! So when offered a chance to spar and blow off steam, Beelzebumon practically jumped at the chance to bleed off some pent up energy. With the heavy rumble of a familiar motorcycle engine, the Demon Lord and his hellish ride comes to a stop by the edge of the beach, and it doesn't take long for the Gluttonous Demon to dismount and make his way down to the pristine sands, "Heya Lizardface. Heard you aced your first match, congrats on not epically failing."
Dukemon X	"I would not say aced," Duke corrects, "But I did win, yes." The former Royal Knight gives a nod of his head. "I figure this place is secluded enough that we could both let ourselves be more relaxed and not have to worry about gawkers." Duke then motions to the cooler, "And once we finish, we can kick back with some drinks." He then steps to the side and activates his Halberd, as he rests the butt of it on the ground. "So, shall we begin?"
Beelzebumon	"A 'mon after my own heart," Beelzebumon jests with a cocky little half smirk, before calmly drawing one of his beloved Berenejenas from it's holster on his back and propping it up against his shoulder, before assuming a rather relaxed combat stance, with one arm dangling loosely at his side as he half turns, and his feet rocking back and forth slightly, not unlike some boxers might do. "Whenever you're ready, grillface."
Dukemon X	Duke gives a nod to Beelzebumon and prepares in his own stance. His gold eyes staring down the Demon Lord before he chuckles, "At least you won't have to worry about me losing it, hmm? Though I may just to mess with you." Thankfully, Duke wasn't being serious and in some ways, he wasn't taking any of this too seriously-- at least not consciously. There has been always a part of him that still had a strange like and hatred for Beelzebumon, some part of that Royal Knight history that lingered in his data core and it is perhaps this reason that also keeps him anchored, along with close. The former Royal Knight kicks off and races right for Beelzebumon, before he sweeps the edge of the blade into the sand to kick some of it up into the air; To mask where he had gone. The next thing Beelzebumon may see is the edge of the blade coming in for his arm!
Beelzebumon	The blade passes through the sand and kicks up a spray, but unfortunately for Duke, Beelzebumon twists away just as the spray of sand washes over his back instead, then whips back around with a spinning kick that intercepts the flat of the halberd's blade and skews its trajectory off course. Seeking to take advantage of that brief moment where the halberd is out of position, the Demon Lord quickly ruhses in, hoping to get inside the deadzone of the Ex-Knight's long weapon. His leading foot skids right between Duke's legs, then arches around to hook around the back of the knee, setting Duke up for a fall as the Demon Lord throws his body forward and slams into his armored chest to knock him backwards.
Dukemon X	The attack misses Beelzebumon and Duke 'tsks' softly, he had to remind himself how quick the Demon Lord is and he isn't fighting other types that doesn't know how he works. Oh no, Beelzebumon in some ways knows him better than he knows himself--- and that is slightly disturbing at times. Duke goes to go on the defensive, but it is too late, the Demon Lord is already on him. The weapon is kicked aside, the impact comes to his knees, and then he is slammed back by the kick. Duke finds himself impacting the ground and rolling back, before he flips himself back up on his feet. "Should have guessed that wouldn't work on you." He rumbles out as he rolls his shoulders. The knight Digimon comes to rush dead in and tries to use brute force to slam into Beelzebumon, before rolling around and trying to kick the Demon Lord into the backside.
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon braces himself for the charge and digs his heels into the sand, then tenses up at the last moment before impact to absorb the blow. The ground beneath him gives slightly, causing him to skid back about a foot before stopping, then beginning to push back. Unfortunately, right about then, Duke twists away, causing Beelzebumon to stumble forward as he tries to maintain his balance, and that in turn leaves him open to getting punted in the ass and landing face first in the dirt. After taking a moment to spit out the sand from his mouth, the Demon Lord twists around to roll back onto his feet, but not before swinging his foot around to impact against the side of Duke's knee.
Dukemon X	Beelzebumon's heel lands hard into Duke's knee as there is a crack in the knee armor as the knightly Digimon nearly goes over. There is a bit of a wince in those gold eyes, before he staggers around and attempts to swing the Halberd's edge right for the Demon Lord's face; Though the edge of the blade is swung wide. Instead, Duke plants his good foot down to take the weight off his now injured leg and brings all the weight of the Halberd down for Beelzebumon for a stronger cleaving motion. Trying to at least skim the blade's edge off of some of the Demon Lord's protective armor.
Beelzebumon	The sound of a satisfying crack brings a smile to Beelzebumon's face as he drops into a combat stance and thumbs his nose, "Gonna have to do better than that Dukeybo--" Before he can finish his taunt though, he is interupted precisely by Duke doing what he just taunted him about, and coming down on him with that heavy axe. Letting out a loud curse, the Demon Lord throws up both arms to catch the shaft of the cleaver, but not before the blade manages to sink a good inch into his shoulder. With pained effort though, Beelzebumon pushes past the injury and pries the axe from his shoulder, then steps forward and locks his arm around the shaft and pins it to his side to prevent Duke from pulling the blade away. Then with his free arm, he snaps up his prized Berenjena and unloads a close range shot at Duke's shoulder.
Dukemon X	As soon as Beelzebumon takes hold of the shaft, Duke knows he is in trouble. "Shit!" He barks out as his body is being pushed back and then his shoulder armor gets blasted. The heavy pauldron cracks and bits of it splinter off. With a low rumble of frustration, Duke releases the halberd which starts to fade away and goes to roll himself around. There was a wince in those expressive gold eyes as he can feel his knee bitching at him for even putting the pressure on it, but he had to for now. In his hands flames ignite and then with another spin he sends a burst of explosive fire right for the Demon Lord in an attempt to knock him back.
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon knows that pain. His own shoulder is currently aflame with agony from the inch deep gouge in it, but he pushes through the intense throbbing and tries to remain focused on the task at hand. Tries being the operative word there, as just at the wrong time, a fresh surge of pain shoots through his arm, forcing him to wince every so slightly... and then without warning, he eats a fireball to the face. Off his feet he goes, tumbling head over heels at least twice before he claws at the ground with both hands (and in turn retching on his already injured shoulder) and drags himself to a stop, losing his shotgun in the process. Then he groans as he stands up and clutches his wound, "Fuuuuck... that's a pain that's going to linger..." Then he lets go of his shoulder and lets his hand droop down... before snatching his /other/ Berenjena off the holster on his leg and unloading two quick shots at Duke in rapid succession.
Dukemon X	Duke doesn't have time to activate his Halberd and so when Beelzebumon opens fire, all the former Royal Knight can do is raise up his arms like a shield. The shots bing and cling against his armored body and he staggers a step back. Cracks forming in the armor that are hit, scratches across the chrome surface visible, and some of the sheen becomes lackluster. Once the shots end, he swings out his arm and places out his hand, there is a gathering of wind around him, as the sand can be seen being picked up. Those gold eyes ignite with brightness in color as the cape flares out, then with a swing of his arm the roaring wind rushes right for Beelzebumon, with the sand adding to the mix. "You want to call it Beelzebumon? This is only a spar and if we take to much injury..."
Beelzebumon	The wind buffets Beelzebumon hard, forcing him to grit his teeth and dig in his heels once more to keep from being blown away as he guards his face with his eyes. Then as the gust ends, he slowly lowers both his arms, only to return his Berenjena to it's holster. "Yeah, sure. No sense in beating each other into jelly over a practice match, when there's an entire tournament ahead of us." He grunts and rubs his injured shoulder, "'Sides, could use a drink to dull the pain. Did you happen to see where I dropped my other gun?"
Dukemon X	"Exactly." Duke gives a nod, before he walks over with a minor limp, before he goes to rest his hand on Beelzebumon's shoulder with a gentle pat. "Go get yourself a drink and I'll find it." His gold eyes then go to scan the sands. "Can't you just resummon it to you anyways?"
Beelzebumon	"Can't, too busy drinking, have fun!" is the only reply that comes from Beelzebumon as he stoops down to open the cooler and snatch himself a beer. Because he's an ass.
Dukemon X	Duke cuts Beelzebumon a glance over as he cracks open the beer and then rolls his gold eyes. "I was nice enough to bring the booze and you give me shit. At least have some gratitude... Oh wait, that is probably against your seal, isn't it?" The gold eyes continue to scan the area, he uses his good boot to move some of the sand around, to see if maybe it got buried over by sand. "Hey, Beelze..." The former Royal Knight looks over to him. "I... I think I know, you Demon Lords have those seals, but... how did you get them and why?"
Beelzebumon	After cracking open his beer and taking a long chug, Beelzebumon sits down crosslegged in the sand facing the ocean, then shrugs. "Couldn't tell you. The Seal was just there when I first became Beelzebumon. It was kind of a packaged deal for us, and I was having too much fun being me to give it much thought," He takes another swig of his beer and stares at the ocean, "Could have been completely at random, or maybe something or someone outside of Yggdrasil's control put them there. Maybe it was just the universe having a good laugh at everyone's expense."
Dukemon X	The former Royal Knight pauses in his search as he listens to Beelzebumon explain and hrms softly, before looking away. Those gold eyes narrow in thought before they close, his hand clenching for a bit at his own thoughts until he opens his eyes again. "I see..." He says softly in response. "I sometimes wonder if we Royal Knights had the answer to that question... Or if we were just as blinded to it, only obeying Yggdrasil and never questioning why." Duke says in some idle thought as he at last locates a flicker of metal cast by the sun and heads over to it. "Not that I didn't enjoy the battle, I did-- I know that is true just because I still enjoy the battle, even with my missing memories." Duke uses his good foot to get the lip of the weapon on the edge of his 'toe'. "Just like I wonder... Between the two of us," He then uses his foot to flip the gun out of the sand and snatching it in midair with his hand. "If there was a way to remove the seal from you... Would you remove it or would you keep it?"
Beelzebumon	Without even turning his head, the Demon Lord sets his beer can on the ground and raises his hand to catch the kicked gun, then slides it back into his holster. "Hmmm... if I were any other Demon Lord, I'd straight up tell you that I'd be crazy to give up power, but seeing as I'm not... I really don't know." He picks his beer can back up and chugs the rest of it down, then crumples the can against the side of his head before grabbing another beer. "I mean, it's not like I'm unhappy with who or what I am, and I don't put a whole lot of stock in what others think of me. So if I ain't miserable with my lot in life, why go and try to change it?"
Dukemon X	"Yet when Lucemon comes back..." Duke asks with a thoughtful sound in his voice, "... Would you rejoin his ranks or would you stay outside of it?" Then there is a long sigh before he shakes his head, "Nevermind, that is a loaded question with no good answer for any party and only time would ever be able to answer it." Duke then walks over before he goes to stand there as well, looking out over the beach. "I think Goanoir has his match today or has already started. I hope he loses," He says with an amused sound in his voice. "Serve that damn mutt right."
Beelzebumon	"/Fuck/ no," comes Beelzebumon's definite response to the question about Lucemon, "I hate that bastard with a passion that's almost holy. After we escaped the old world and landed here in the Multiverse, I managed to last all of a week before I flipped him the bird and walked out, and the only reason I lasted that long is because we were all still too busy trying to figure out where the hell we ended up." The Demon Lord shakes his head with disgust, "To be frank, if it wasn't for Yggdrasil and you Knights giving us a common enemy, the whole lot of us would have probably turned on each other within a year of starting the war. In case you haven't noticed, we're a bit of a dysfunctional lot, us Demon Lords." With that, Beelzebumon lays back on the beach, then laughs, "Really? I figure you would have liked to have punted him out of the running yourself."
Dukemon X	Duke glances over to Beelzebumon and tilts his head gently. "I haven't had the chance to really notice, because you are the only Demon Lord I have had any interaction with... And, I don't remember them... None of them." The knight Digimon's eyes dim a little. "Even as much as I try..." The former Royal Knight looks skyward as he silently thinks to himself. Trying to remember the vague details of his mind had solved, the scrambled mess that was left in other places, and the just sheer number of fragmented holes that he just hasn't unlocked. Though when Beelzebumon laughs a bit as he lays back, Duke looks over to him again. "I am more worried that I could not control myself. There is a war of attrition inside of me and perhaps there always has been, but there are times I really want to just--- go screw it and blast everything to the darkness and back again."
Beelzebumon	"I /wish/ I could forget them," comes Beelzebumon's reply as he sits back up again and opens his can of beer, "Everytime I think about High Lord Half-and-Half and his towering ego, I just wanna smash his arrogant prick face in. The other Demon Lords are no picnic either." Then he turns and gives Duke a solid jab in the chest with a finger, "I'd advise against it. You wouldn't want me to have to drag you kicking and screaming back to sanity."
Dukemon X	Beelzebumon jabs his index finger against Duke's chest and he stares at the Demon Lord as he sits up to do so, he then gently, but still, moves Beelzebumon's arm aside. "Why would you care anyway? As much as you love destruction and all that."
Beelzebumon	Beelzebumon pauses for a moment, then looks away with a 'tch', before standing up, "Good rivals are hard to find, and I can't be your rival if you go psycho and get yourself killed. Now if you'll excuse me, I wanna watch the Shadowmutt get his snout punched in."
Dukemon X	Duke closes the cooler lid and lifts it up on his shoulder. "I think you have a point-- and is that starting soon after all? Hm. Well, I'll just tag along then, just to watch to see what happens." Those gold eyes seem to have a slight smile in them. "... And thank you Beelzebumon... Even if you hate those two words."