The Trans-Dimensional Colosseum v.2 (Open/accepting!)

[Rayne Engel]

Ceily let out a quiet sigh as soon as the angel vanished and dared to look at the girl still beside her, just as quite. She was just finally glad it was all resolved with no outward voilence taking place, but she couldn't help the part of her itching for a fight. It would be a thrill to revolt against those angels and her creators, but where would she be without the control of them in her life?

She thought of Strifer and felt a little bad that he couldn't stay longer, but at least he would be coming back in the morning, and maybe one day they could all meet again, and hopefully not in the ring.



"We can stop by your place after this, then." She said as she took the dress off the hanger and prepared it for putting on. "What is it that you need to find?" Her voice was muffled slightly as she slid the dress over her head. She buttoned it accordingly and went to her mirror to brush out any stray tangles. Once it was tangle free she left the room, looking up at him with a smile.  

[RavenStar13Forever]

Calvin nodded even though she couldn't see. "Sounds good to me." He ran his fingers through his hair a couple times before she came out, though it was still pretty messy. "Something for an 8 year old girl, my sisters' birthday is coming up soon and i want to get something nice for her. I sent her flowers and a bracelet last year but I wast to do something a little nicer for her this year." Calvin didn't even know if his sister still wore the bracelet or not. Maybe she kept it in a box under her bed somewhere? Who knew. "Do you think you can help me?" Calvin asked this with a slight blush.  

[Ty Gwynnia]

((I'ma kidnap Strifer.))

Milla let out a grateful sigh once Alpha disappeared, with whatever tactics he used. She stared quietly after the two guards escorting Strifer out of the mess hall and presumably to the cell that he would be staying in for the rest of the night. He seemed to be good company, with an easy, if not guarded, smile. And although she hadn't spoken with him for long she would miss the few minutes of conversation that could have happened if the Weeping Angel had not ruined it. Ceilly was a kind companion as well, but not nearly as outgoing as Strifer. She was more like Milla, so a talk would most likely be spotted with silence where it would be filled with quips from the bowler hat wearing man.

Kris rolled his eyes at Alpha's chuckle and, in a moment later, his disappearance. Leave it to that one to destroy everything planned just to satisfy his own ego. Or pride, whichever one applied the most to him at the moment. "Well, that was anti-climatic." The announcer laughed, shrugging off the remnants of unease that his 'frienemy', so he saw him as, put off. The customary smile flitted back onto his cheerful face. "I'll leave all you fine folks back to yah eating. Ya know the rules an' saw a nice show ta boot. Pardon the theatrics, but that's how we do it at the Trans-Dim." Kris too made his way out of the mess hall, nonchalantly setting the empty mug of the unsuspecting man he'd stolen it from back onto the table as he went.  

[Strifer Garuwashi]

((There's like nothing for me to be doing really.))

The angel spoke about not letting Strifer be released until the morning. Leave it to an angel to suck the life out of a party. The thought put a smile on his face as the guards continued to lead him down a hallway, toward what could only be a holding cell of some sort. With any luck there'd be a buddy in there for him to talk to, not stuck in solitary. Well at least he had someone to pick on for now. "Hey Thug One, how come you aren't fighting in the matches? Not a risk taker?" The guard didn't stop his walk down the hall, only grunted and turned enough to give Strifer a glare. The Bounty Hunter winked at him with a wry smile in response and the silence continued down the path to the containment cell.  

[transformersgirl13]

(Yeah, sorry about that, I got a little carried away wit how big of an arrogant jerk i wanted Alpha to be sweatdrop )

Alpha glided down the lower levels of the Colosseum. None of the mortal guards had been here, Alpha didn't even know if the Headmasters had since the Angels had taken up residence here. Several cherubs ran past Alpha, but he paid them no mind. Children were extremely rare. He pondered this new Strifer character. Did Alpha view his as a threat? No. Did he care for him? No. Did he love messing with and manipulate people? Oh yes. One of two things would likely happen, he'd sit till morning. Or somehow manage to escape, or get help escaping. Alpha chuckled. He wondered what kind of character this Strifer was.

Rivera shook her head, Riven poked his head out from under the table to make sure the physo statue was gone. She patted Riven's head and contemplated going to her rooms to read. Rivera glanced at Zellik, it would be rude to walk out on the champion, since he was the champion and all. So she decided she'd wait to see what the half-orc would do. If anything he may leave or sit back down or do whatever. Though she'd ultimately head off after a while, she could only stand so much of the noisy mess hall and it's.... colorful array of semi drunk to full plastered inhabitants.  

[Strifer Garuwashi]

((It's always fun fighting arrogance with arrogance! twisted ))  

[Ty Gwynnia]

((That's why there's random encounters. =D And saving rolls...Either way, you're getting kidnapped.))

Zellik left the mess hall as the others had, the crowded drunkards and their more sober fellows making some semblance of a path for the Champion as he strode to the exit. He had his weapons and a full stomach; there was little need to linger. He spared a glance at the table that the green-eyed woman still sat with the shadowy wolf, Rivera and Riven. Similar in name and demeanor. They were entertaining to be sure, and made decent conversation. Perhaps he'd look into their history at the Colosseum, just to see how the matches had went. It had been a while since he'd done anything other than fight and ignore the other gladiators.

[NPC]
A horrid scraping noise echoed throughout the corridors as a cage was forcefully shoved along. One of the sturdy wheels on the medium-sized container had snapped off just a few feet down the hall and Orik Shaleskin, one of the two co-owners of the Trans-Dim. Colosseum had picked it up but hadn't bothered to reattach it. The result was a long, white gouge in the floor leading back to the beginning of the journey. The dwarf grunted as he rammed the cage with his shoulder, the three-wheels protesting as they inched forward from the force. "Oi!" He yelled out to nobody in particular, though perhaps to one of the groups milling about in the hall watching the stubborn dwarf's progress. "Lend me a hand, why don'tchye! Razorback's not gonna feed hisself!" As if on cue, the creature inside the cage snarled angrily.  

[Strifer Garuwashi]

Strifer sighed as the trio continued down the hall, his body posture of one that was impatient. "Hey, Thug Two, how much farther do we have until I'm finally free of you goons?" The guard didn't respond, but as they kept walking a scraping noise began to grow louder the farther they went, and when the three turned down a corridor there was a dwarf struggling with a containment cage carrying some unseen creature. The lead guard stopped looking at the progress, and Strifer stopped behind him, which prompted the second guard to sop as well. The dwarf asked for assistance, and the creature snarled as though frustrated with the slow progress. The three stood looking at the dwarf struggle, the guards uncertain as to what they should do for certain. The Bounty hunter stuck his hands in his pockets and shuffled his feet on the ground. "Well shucks fellas, looks like we got ourselves a damsel in distress. We ain't just gonna leave her all alone are we?"  

[transformersgirl13]

Sahara seemingly came out of the wall, though she had been watching the dwarf struggle. "That, young man, is the Headmaster Orik Shaleskin. He is no female... but he may be a damsel." She snickered. "Get back ya foul demon!" The dwarven headmaster snapped. "You two will kill each other!" "Damn straight we will." Sahara said menacingly. She hated that creature with a passion. Razorback growled violently in response to Sahara's voice. "Careful of your ring, child. It likes magic." Her frame flickered and was leaning against the wall in a second, content to watch events played out. "Who knows, helping the headmaster may keep you out of the brig for the night, if you do it correctly."

Rivera left the mess hall a few minutes after Zellik left. She heard the dwarven headmaster, and went to see if he needed assistance, only to find Strifer and the two guards had beaten her to it. Riven bounded alongside of her happy to be running around instead of laying under the table. He sat next to her as she waited to see if they would need a little magical assistance.  

[Ty Gwynnia]

[NPC]
"Should throw ye into the cage for Razor's meal...Damned magick statue..." Orik muttered darkly under his voice. He huffed and straightened up, rubbing his shoulder. It wasn't hurt in the least, only a little sore from where the dwarf had repeatedly rammed it against the cold, hard metal. From his pocket, he took out a small crystal vial and tossed it into the cage. Razorback snapped the snack up greedily, crunching the glass easily with its strong, bone-encased maw. As the small shards tinkled musically to the floor, Orik dug into another pocket and retrieved the broken wheel. "Now, what's this about th' brig?" He directed at any one of the trio. "Ye takin' me prince charming to the dungeons?"  

[transformersgirl13]

"Aww to bad i'd just zap him into a pit of lava, headmaster." Sahara said all to sweetly. "Prince charming here pushed Alpha's button's the wrong way, and Alpha decided to push, well shove, back. He uses his guard and banishment rights to the fullest you know." She watched Razerback eat it's snack. "Though as headmaster you do have more rights than 'ole Alpha, maybe you can even help your savior sleep in his own bed instead of a cell."  

[Strifer Garuwashi]

Strifer shrugged at the dwarf. "My mouth has got a habit of saying things that get me in to trouble, especially with authority figures made of granite." The Bounty hunter watched the creature snack on glass, which didn't seem very healthy or nutrient filled to him. "I don't need a bed. I caused a ruckus and I should get my punishment. Usually I'm not on this side of the deal though."  

[Ty Gwynnia]

[NPC]
"Bah, but ye don't mean that, so don' worry about it." Orik spat to the side and hefted the heavy wheel in his hand, inspecting the broken edge with the thick skin of his thumb. "Those 'Angels' are a lot of stuck up movin' stone. Never woulda let them in here if'n they didnae do such a damned good job. Always schemin' and gettin' their feathers ruffled. Now, if they'd let me find out what makes 'em tick--" He cut a sly sidelong glance at Sahara.  

[transformersgirl13]

"Oh how noble." Sahara said, voice painfully sweet. "Oh Headmaster, it's not that hard. I'm sure someone as smart as can figure out something stone related." Sahara said sarcasm dripping from her voice. "Unless, you know, you're losing your touch." If Sahara could have batted her eyelids she would have.  

[Strifer Garuwashi]

Strifer watched as the dwarf inspected a wheel with a broken edge, apparently the one that was missing from Razorback's cage. The beast was still mulling over the meal it had been given, licking up the scraps that had fallen to the ground. "I do mean it. I am a bounty hunter after all, gotta have a little bit of morals." Orik apparently didn't like the statues much either, but from a business standpoint Strifer understood. The angel shot out some semblance of wit, but The Bounty Hunter ignored the entity. "I'm less concerned with what makes them tick and more concerned with smashing them to bits, but I suppose everyone has their own personal tastes. I could probably help you out with that wheel if you don't mind." The dwarf seemed sincere enough, besides he had offered to get him out of his punishment. Plus they both hated those damned statues.