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[Closed] Galactic Tournament| Time: Afternoon| Weather: Raining
The-Blades-slave:
Daylin
A green orb began to float in front of Daylin as he left his body, he wished that he had a disk like Tylan, those things were handy.
Garlock
Garlock appeared in the flat fields, pulling his totem off his back.
Garlock win!
He prepared to fight.
Mr. Fox:
Half way through my run I noticed a pastry shop, stopping to enjoy the smell I decided it would be a crime against humanity not to stop in and get something to eat. As I jogged in my Mark went from it's bright gold color to a less brilliant gold, it was still enough to catch the attention of almost everyone on the store. They stared at the "Legendary Leo" as I walked up to the counter.
"I'll take two of your best donuts please!"
It was clear they were stunned, five miles from the tournament area they weren't expecting any big competitors to visit them. The girl behind the counter stammered for a second before getting herself together.
"Uh..yes, one minute sir." She grabbed a tissue paper and a plastic bag and quickly put two beautifully glazed donuts into the bag. She typed some numbers into her cash register and came out with a total of two seventy five. I paid her, then took a huge bite out of one of them.
"OMG! These are the best donuts I've eaten, ever!" The excitement on her face was obvious, perhaps she was a fan of mine. Not to be rude I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and quickly signed it for her. "Keep this to yourself, I don't want work getting out I gave out my signature. If that happens soon everyone in town will be swarming me for one. See you tomorrow..."I looked at her name tag. "...Aurora."
I shot a wave in her direction then ran out the door eating my second donut. As I turned towards the hotel I saw her slip the piece of paper into her front pocket then act as if nothing ever happened; the entire way back I couldn't help but think about the bear claws I saw in there; those would be my next targets tomorrow. But for now I needed to crank out a few more exercises then get some shut eye.
lubbies:
I left my body and synched.
Templar
Templar looked around, taking in the location. At the far end of the field was a overgrown cow. Templars system worked out a strategy. He took hold of his gun and walked slowly forward.
Templar-approach with caution, power, high, agility, low, range, short.
Finished with the survey Templar stopped quite far away, he lifted the gun and fired.
The-Blades-slave:
Garlock
Garlock shifted his totem, letting the bullet blow a small chunk out of it. THen he charged, the ground lumbering below him. As he got in range, he swung the totem in a wide arc, tryign to smash the templar.
Garlock smash!
He bellowed out as he attacked!
lubbies:
Templar jumped backwards but his left hand was nicked and 3 fingers were severed.
Templar-distance must be kept.
Templar jumped backwards, trying to keep the distance. he fired his gun as well.
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