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Darkstar64:
(He kinda looked red-headed to me. Not as much as Daylin, but still.)

The symbol on my leg began to glow, and a purple orb appeared in front of me. I closed my eyes, and reopened them in a completely new place, the volcano. I looked around a little, it had been a while since I had battled here.

Let's get started....

Using both my legs and wings for propulsion, I rocketed up into the air, getting a good vantage from a good 70 feet up in the air. Looking around from that point, I was able to see the green dragon a ways away. I rocketed myself directly towards him, with my arm forward.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
Hmm, I see. They always make the same mistakes.

Noctis waited as the android flew down at him. Waiting... He noticed he stood not far from a lava pool. Then, at the last moment, Noctis sidestepped so that the robot would hopefully slam into the ground. He smiled, his senses were so helpful at times like this. That, and common sense.

Darkstar64:
As I flew towards him, he sidestepped to avoid my attack. I smirked. Giving him the benefit of the doubt, I did indeed smash into the ground. My body was more resilient than that, and all it did was kick up a dust cloud. I waited a couple seconds for him to drop his guard, then quickly dove for him, aiming for a chop at his neck region.

Tickles:
A strange man in glasses walks from the stairwell and heads straight to Stan's room. He has a briefcase in hand. Stan snaps awake, sensing a strong astral energy coming toward his room, one that is unfamiliar. He waits for a knock, and then opens the door.

Mr. Smith. You had me scared half to death. What brings you here and how did you get my room number?

In order, I have something you will want to get a hold of, and your father told me. He figured a friendly face will cheer you up.

Mr. Smith sets down the briefcase.

You know that randomizer in the arena?

Well, yes, everyone does. It shows  symbol of the arena that two fighters will synch to, then summon an orb to host it.

Well, my company has figured out a way to shrink it, and make it easier for fighters to synch with the one orb process. Behold...

The briefcase opens, revealing five disks, all with a different symbol.

Seal Disks. We are still working on a name.

Stan grabs one of the disks. He recognized the symbol for the Low-Grav zone immediately.

How do they work?

Mr. Smith grabs the disk, and takes a few steps back from Stan.

Just throw in front...

He throws it, and the disk stops mid flight and spins rapidly, summoning a green orb.

then synch. The best part is, you only need one orb to do so. No longer will anyone have to guess who is fighting who. The fighters will be facing the orb. Spectators can synch with the orb as well, once it turns blue of course. And no one needs to waste astral energy to summon an orb, or strip off a piece of clothing to reveal their mark.

It's too bad you don't gave an astral. I would really like to try it out now.

Take these and go try them out. They will go on sale tonight at the arena kiosks. Kind of a promotion for the tourney. Competitors will get a seal of their choice for free.The rest will be cheap.

What about created zones?

They will need a blank disk for that. I'll give you one as well. Just summon your orb, face the disk towards it, and it will be absorbed into it instantaneously. After that, you just need the disk. Anyway, I should get going to supervise the setup. Have fun with the new tech.

Mr. Smith leaves quickly. Stan takes the disks and places them in his pocket.

I should find a fighter. Maybe later. I'm still a bit tired.

He goes to take a quick nap.

The-Blades-slave:
Tylan

As he leaned against the wall, he noticed a man with glasses walking by. He seemed to eager, and carried a shining suit case. Tylan stood, looking down the hall. Within the last hour, that room had gotten to high looking visitors. Walking up the stairs, he knocked on the room.

anyone in here?

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