Post by TheRipz on Dec 27, 2007 17:09:15 GMT -5
In the background Matt and Ryan had begun to fight again, Matt did not force his body to pulsate, and he used his duplication ability very scarily, never duplicating a dagger. Ryan did not activate the seal on the back of his neck and simply used the fire as a ranged attack. The crowd liked it regardless that it was less of a battle than the ones prior to it, they had already had more than a normal days thrill anyways, the tournament had gone on for just over an hour, not even half of what most sports games would be. Philip sat down on the bench, and Shen sat to his left, when Zero Three moved to sit on Shen’s left he nudged his head towards Philip, and Zero Three sat on Philip’s right. Philip sat watching Ryan and Matt dueling his face stayed serious the entire time.
Shen: “as a guest am I privy to nutrition?”
Philip: “indeed, we have been granted our own personal food and drink storage unit. it is right down there, you can help yourself to anything you find inside of it that may suit your taste, that goes for both of you, if you wish for someone to serve you, that can also be arranged”
Shen: “no I’d rather look on my own, I am interested in what you eat in this world…”
An hour passed, Matt and Ryan had done there bout, Ryan won by using a large ball of flame to burn most of Matt’s clothing and skin. they could have continued but decided to stop, to make them appear weaker than they were projecting the art of disinformation onto Shen. The next bout was Richard and Nick, Richard won with a number of extremely strong punches. Mike and Kyle fought, Kyle won exposing small amount of his ice ability. Alyssa and Meaghan fought Meaghan won by blinding Alyssa. There was going to be a fight between Witold and Justin, than the following day Ian and Carl would start off, followed by the second portion of the tournament. Witold stood at one end Justin stood at the other.
Shen: “hmm… you call me a guest yet you do not perform at your best in front of me… how disrespectful…”
Philip: “this is a tournament, if we perform at too high a level too early on, than the later matches will seem less entertaining.”
Shen: “you came up with that lie rather quickly; I should keep my eye on you.”
Philip: “that is no lie, but if you feel I am disrespecting you in some way, please offer some means that I may redeem this gratitude”
Shen: “have one of your men fight to the death with Zero Three”
Philip: “as I said earlier, life is valued, and should not be taken lightly. As well I would not allow her to die, she’s too damned cute”
Shen: “answer me this question and I shall give her to you as a slave, you can do whatever you like with her and she will obey”
Philip: “slavery is not valid here… any hold you posses over her is null, free will rains”
Shen: “I’m slowly starting to dislike you…”
Philip: “once again I offer my apologies”
Black clouds rained over the sky as the roof that had been shot in by the lightning. It was almost five in the afternoon, and though darkness did come early, the darkness from the sky seemed to be the kind to bring rain. They moved slowly swirling around.
In the centre of the rink like magic just before Justin and Witold were to fight, nine figures suddenly appeared. Four of them were already known.
Shen: “meet my ten strongest Soldiers”
Philip: “have you denounced your visitor status, and instead selected the third option? death.”
Zero Three grabbed Philip from behind and held a knife tightly against his neck with her right hand, her left, had a red charge pointed on his stomach pushing against it. a few drops of blood dripped from Philip’s neck…
Shen: “I suppose I have”
Shen: “as a guest am I privy to nutrition?”
Philip: “indeed, we have been granted our own personal food and drink storage unit. it is right down there, you can help yourself to anything you find inside of it that may suit your taste, that goes for both of you, if you wish for someone to serve you, that can also be arranged”
Shen: “no I’d rather look on my own, I am interested in what you eat in this world…”
An hour passed, Matt and Ryan had done there bout, Ryan won by using a large ball of flame to burn most of Matt’s clothing and skin. they could have continued but decided to stop, to make them appear weaker than they were projecting the art of disinformation onto Shen. The next bout was Richard and Nick, Richard won with a number of extremely strong punches. Mike and Kyle fought, Kyle won exposing small amount of his ice ability. Alyssa and Meaghan fought Meaghan won by blinding Alyssa. There was going to be a fight between Witold and Justin, than the following day Ian and Carl would start off, followed by the second portion of the tournament. Witold stood at one end Justin stood at the other.
Shen: “hmm… you call me a guest yet you do not perform at your best in front of me… how disrespectful…”
Philip: “this is a tournament, if we perform at too high a level too early on, than the later matches will seem less entertaining.”
Shen: “you came up with that lie rather quickly; I should keep my eye on you.”
Philip: “that is no lie, but if you feel I am disrespecting you in some way, please offer some means that I may redeem this gratitude”
Shen: “have one of your men fight to the death with Zero Three”
Philip: “as I said earlier, life is valued, and should not be taken lightly. As well I would not allow her to die, she’s too damned cute”
Shen: “answer me this question and I shall give her to you as a slave, you can do whatever you like with her and she will obey”
Philip: “slavery is not valid here… any hold you posses over her is null, free will rains”
Shen: “I’m slowly starting to dislike you…”
Philip: “once again I offer my apologies”
Black clouds rained over the sky as the roof that had been shot in by the lightning. It was almost five in the afternoon, and though darkness did come early, the darkness from the sky seemed to be the kind to bring rain. They moved slowly swirling around.
In the centre of the rink like magic just before Justin and Witold were to fight, nine figures suddenly appeared. Four of them were already known.
Shen: “meet my ten strongest Soldiers”
Philip: “have you denounced your visitor status, and instead selected the third option? death.”
Zero Three grabbed Philip from behind and held a knife tightly against his neck with her right hand, her left, had a red charge pointed on his stomach pushing against it. a few drops of blood dripped from Philip’s neck…
Shen: “I suppose I have”
