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Post by Rikka on Jul 3, 2013 21:18:31 GMT -5
Mekura blinked as her name was called for the preliminaries. Standing she walked out into the ring stretching slightly. She had worn a long sleeved shirt and a pair of light blue cargo pants. On her hands she had a pair of light grey thin flexible gloves. Her weapon of choice today were wires since her opponent was Alexander Withurst. Reaching behind her head, she pulled her hair up into a ponytail.
She was kind of curious of Alexander would fight or if he would forfeit. She knew he tended to be lazy and liked to skip classes. She hoped he chose to fight. She knew he was an excellent shot with his rife. Hearing the crowd she debated on quieting the noises down a bit. Well when it started she might. |
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Post by Johnathan on Jul 3, 2013 22:16:25 GMT -5
Alex sat up lazily as he heard his named called. His activity was short lived however, for as soon as his opponent was called out he laid back in the reclining seat once again. "Fuck this." He said to no one. Scribbling out a short note on a piece of scrap paper, Alex signed it quickly and it vanished from his hands. A short time later, the announcer spoke up.
"Well, it seems like this match is decided before it even begins. The winner by way of forfeit, is Mekura Nezumi!"
Alex applauded lazily as he yawned and put his feet up. "Even got all dressed up for the occassion too." He remarked absently to no one in regards to his combat attire. With an unconcerned shrug he put a newspaper over his face and dozed off.
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Post by Rikka on Jul 3, 2013 22:26:37 GMT -5
Mekura heard him before the announcer ever go the note. Rolling her eyes her hand shot out releasing wires which shredded the newspaper on Alex's face. "I was no looking forward to this fight too. I guess he thought I would go easy on him." Mekura pulled the wires back and placed her hands on her hips before starting to walk out of the ring. |
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Post by Johnathan on Jul 4, 2013 1:41:57 GMT -5
Alex was startled awake as the newspaper was torn to shreds. Glancing down at Mekura, he sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "Somehow I feel like I'm gonna have the shit kicked out of me later regardless." With an unhappy grumble, he crossed his arms and waited for the next fight to start.
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