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[RP] Galactic Underground|Night|Raining

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Tickles:
Dagen was hit pretty hard, and was knocked back into a building. He attempted to grab on, but the impact caused him to bounce ever so slightly, forcing him to fall for a while. He kept swinging, hoping to catch on somewhere, but each tap produced a shower of sparks. Before he knew it, he hit the ground, and DS'd. When he awoke from the battle, the orb was gone, and a number popped up on his screen: 0/1. His first loss. "I lost?" He look devastated for a bit, but then jumped up and let out a celebratory shout. "I LOST! I can't believe it, my first loss, and it was my first battle. " He laughed a little, and even danced a bit. Even though he lost, he got to experience what a battle felt like. He just had to keep at it. He kept on dancing.

Humen:
Midou

Midou was sitting in an alley admiring a barrel fire he had started. He was approached by one of his partners from the underground. He seemed sllightly out of breath as if he'd been searching for some time.

Hey Midou have you heard. There's talk that thier gathering up a bunch of new fighters for some underground battles tonight.

Midou never stopped looking at the fire while he talked. Though hearing of new fighters did peak his intrest. He hadn't made much during his last fights and with new opponents and some well placed bet he might be able to make a surplus.

So is the usual crowd gonna be there?
I'd imagine so.
With that Midou stood up, leaving the alley with his associate discussing matter for what to do at this underground meeting.

Desbear:
Efialtes and Lai

Efialtes was quaking in his seat, he had been there for what, a year maybe? And very, very little had gone wrong, especially nothing like this. "OkaycalmdownitsalrightnothingisgonnagowrongisweareverythingisOHFORGOODNESSSAKESWE'REALLGONNADIE" He had at this point brought his legs up to his chest in the fetal position, not quite rocking back in fourth in fear.

Lai wasn't doing much better. This was like, her second week here? and there was already trouble. She had by now climbed under the table and sat there with her hands over her face. Thoughts flashed through her mind, more thoughts than she could count, or comprehend.

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NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas

He looked around the room without turning his head, looking for any alternate exits, but as it turned out there were none. He had an idea, but it may not work.

Well I'm not. Haven't battled since the GFA closed down, and even then I haven't battled that much.

He then looked at the officer with a straight face.

I don't even have a synch band, so may I leave?

It was true that he didn't have one, he left it at the base thinking he wouldn't need it until tonight. In his mind, he bit his lip, hopefully his poker face will work.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
GM POST
At the Ice Cream Parlor

The police officer allowed himself a slight smirk. "Relax," he chuckled, "I'm not really here to arrest any of you." He continued speaking, ignoring Nexalas. "My partner and I are both in the underground ourselves." He made a quick motion towards the policeman standing outside the door. "I was sent here to inform you all on tonight's event. At sundown, if you wish to participate, the underground will be meeting again, for the first time in two weeks, at the abandoned Automate Factory in the Industrial District. We expect to have several...guests there tonight."

Luke and Kat

"You can't be serious," Luke said, rubbing his forehead in annoyance.

"Of course I am," Kat argued. "You think I'd just let you wander off on your own?"

"Kinda," Luke replied, "you're not my mom, you don't have to be with me all the time."

"Luke, I'm going with you," Kat stated firmly.

"No, you aren't," Luke snapped back.

Kat sighed, "We both know this isn't going anywhere. You can't stop me from going."

Luke passed his hand on this back of his neck a bit uneasily. "Why? It's dangerous."

"More so for you than for me. You're the one with the astral. I don't see myself getting into any sort of fight or anything like that, but the second you run into trouble, who's going to pull you out if I'm not there?"

Luke was about to protest, but stopped himself before actually saying anything. He wasn't going to win. "Fine, you win. I'm going take a nap." Luke headed down the hallway that was directly connected to the kitchen, passing up the living room and opting for his own bed, in his own room. The walls in his room were painted a blue-gray, the rough carpet a dark white. He kicked off his shoes and climbed into his bed, the sheets a dark blue color. He wanted to get a decent amount of rest for tonight, as he hadn't battled in a couple of weeks. Sure enough, it wasn't long before he drifted off to sleep.

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