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"There is nothing nice or happy about this society," N responded. "A world where fighting reigns supreme is nothing to smile about. I will be the change I wish to see in this world, because my friends are on the line."

He sharply spun on his heel to march away from this meaningless conversation. It only helped him fruther realize that what he was doing was right. N tipped his hat down to shadow his eyes before Wayne could see his glare as he passed by. An invisible Zorua followed behind him as always.

"Are you coming, Darumi?" he spoke over his shoulder to the Darumaka.

((Agreed, ive grown tired of this. i was going to make it go on a little longer but its just lost its fun...=/))


and again, Takamaru was struck. this time how ever it was in the head and the attack had sent him skidding across the ground.

normally, after an attack like that, especially to the head, the one receiving it would be flat out cold. but no, not Takamaru. he got back up, against much protest from his body. his legs begged him to stay down, and his arms felt heavy, much like they did when he fought down in the Dream yard.

to add to his delema Takamaru's elbow join was hurting terribly bad at this point. to the point that it hurt to bend. the pain from his collar bone wasn't helping either.

but no, he couldn't afford to stay down. again, he charged eunmi 'Not yet!!'. however, before he could make it to her he lost consciousness mid step. his small body falling through the air, being pulled down by gravity. he was so close to Eunmi by the time he lost consciousnesses that if she didn't move then he would land upon her, that or she could do the totally nice thing and catch him.

But either way, be for he totally lost consciousnesses his last thoughts would be, 'Man, and after all that big talk too.....'

AND SO THE SEMI-FINALS BEGAN!

There was no need to wait. The Audino would take care of injures, a short break tops, and then it would be time for people to enter the arena.

This time, they'd each have half of the challenge rock to use. Henrietta took place on her side, waiting for Salieri to enter. She was shaking, Salieri was toned, powerful, she knew how to fight. Henrietta was terrified of fighting the other girl. Still, she had to try.

She'd talked to Gorm, he'd said to keep going, but that didn't matter to her. There was one person she wanted to fight, and that was only possible in the finals.

Still, even against Salieri, Henrietta had one last trick up her sleeve.

One the other end of Henrietta's ring, Salieri felt the urge to laugh. She girl looked ridiculous. She couldn't clearly see the face under the mask, but she knew that this girl looked weak. Even so, laughing at her opponent would be a cliche bad display of sportsmanship, so she stifled the urge. It didn't mean she wouldn't taunt her, however.

"Nice outfit. Are you lost? This is no costume party." Salieri got herself into a classic Kung Fu stance and motioned for Henrietta to come closer with a smirk on her face. "Maybe you should have dressed like something that at least looks like it could kick my a**."

From the audience, Moze sat atop a rock, watching his sister begin her match. "Excuse me, can you please move over?"
"Oh, sorry about that," Moze told N as he scooched over for the green haired trainer. N took a seat on the rock, and then tapped at the small amount of space next to it.

"Lancer, would you like a seat? You can see much more from up here."

Henrietta, go over there? It was like, willingly going to get your a** kicked. Like, seeing a group of racist Mexicans calling you over, them with bats and you being a frail underweight girl, and you totally going over there like 'oh hey, don't kill me.'

"H-hum," Henrietta whispered to herself. She was totally gonna get her a** kicked.

"N-no, you come here," she said.

Lancer nodded eagerly to which he jumped up and sat close to N.

he said as he looked to the field with interest. it was nice to have someone whom could understand him. it was always kinda hard being along with Takamaru, sure the kid always knew what he wanted but he could only every have a conversation with either the barbaric Spike or the boring Iron Hide.

asked a very confused Lancer.

((Son of a b***h... Great, now I'ma have to stay up all night drawing.

Also:

Round 3: Semi-Finals! ))

Eunmi rose her hand to catch his punch as she stepped back from her kick, but at the last second held back any force. The boy stumbled and she stepped forward and caught up, like a boss. Truth was, Eunmi actually liked kids ((and in an alternate universe had a kid brother around TK's age)).

"Sorry 'bout that," she murmured, though she was sure he couldn't hear him. She would wrap his arm over her shoulder and promptly drag him to the sidelines were she would try to lay him down so he could get medical attention. Although she was worried she might have really hurt the boy, she couldn't help but look to what was left of the crowd.

"I don't see Henrietta..." she thought. Perhaps she wasn't cheering after all. "...I guess it's better this way. She still thinks I can't fight, and it would be easier to keep it that way."

((The bet was that I could get ready for the day, drive to go get lunch, come back and eat it before you posted.

Congrats, you saved me from getting a really shitty drawing as a prize.))