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[Closed] Galactic Tournament| Time: Afternoon| Weather: Raining
Mr. Fox:
Thwak!
A sticky ball perfectly thrown lands on the forehead of the reporter on the T.V. A victorious yell goes up as Leo celebrates.
"Wooo! Ten points!"He's jumping on the bed of the hotel room when he hears that the current champion has arrived.
"Hmm...wonder if I can catch him before he gets to his room..."
Ultimately Leo decides against it, he's got better things to do. He pulls out a notebook from it's position in his jacket. Fourty-one wins, fifteen losses this year so far. He scribbles some notes in the book, thinks for a moment then returns the note book to his jacket. He then leaves his room to find a bite to eat, and hopefully run into the champion.
The-Blades-slave:
Daylin sighed, being an eight foot tall bull really worked up an appetite. he tossed on the red t-shirt, which he had discarded, ruffled his hair,and walked out of his hotel room. He jogged at a brisk pace down a flight of stairs, ignoring the media, and walking into the cafeteria. As he walked in, he noticed a man, who he recognized. His name was Leo, and he had heard of him. He had quite a winning streak recently, and Daylin had made it his goal to fight him when he could.
Long time, no see, Leo.
He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms.
Mr. Fox:
"Long time, no see, Leo."
I turned my attention from the apple pie I was eating to the new voice I heard. A taller kid with bright red hair stood next to me. I finished the good in my mouth then spoke.
"Do I know you?"
The-Blades-slave:
Daylin smirked.
Maybe.
He pulled up the hem of his pants, revealing the totem mark.
Does this look familiar?
Then he pulled it back down. He brushed a strand of blood red hair out of his eyes, the continued.
Does 'Garlock smash' and, or a giant bull sound familiar?
He leaned back against the wall, taking a slice of pepperoni pizza.
Mr. Fox:
I thought for a moment..."Ah! I remember you now! The big ,kinda dumb, cow thing! Sorry to say, not too good with faces. It would be stupid to ask what brings you here wouldn't it?" I scoot over inviting the new guy to sit down and enjoy some food.
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