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[RP][Day one, Tournament.] Dimension Veil's

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LunarOrbiter:
With heavy, rasping, breaths, Rika came to a halt. She really wasn't cut out for exercising or anything like that. It was a mystery to her how she was so skinny. It's not like she looked after herself particularly well. In all her years, she nurtured her mind more than her body, so it only made sense that she'd be weak, physically speaking. "Even still...it probably...wasn't a good idea...not to exercise...ahh...", she said, clearly enervated from this small walk. Hopefully, fighting in the arena wouldn't be as tolling on her real life body, but nothing that convenient ever happens, does it?

She had arrived at the gym door. This was it. She was about to come face-to-face with her future opponents. Her body was quivering. She wanted to make good first impressions on everyone so she took a deep breath to calm herself down, allowing her to appear more composed. Rika flung the door open louder than she actually wanted to and stepped in to the gym hall. Without thinking, she bowed over, almost instinctively, to introduce herself.

"I'm Rika Akagi. It's a pleasure to meet you all! I look forward to, uh--", Rika stuttered. She wasn't sure what to say next as she never planned ahead this far. "Uh...Uh...", she looked up helplessly, "I look forward to fighting you all!"

She realised how badly worded this sounded, and she covered how mouth. Great. Now they'd all think she was a total klutz!

The-Blades-slave:
Aaron opened his mouth to spew more useless exposition, but he was cut off by a teenage girl bursting into the room and yelling out an introduction. He returned her enthusiasm ten fold, running over to her and offering his hand. "I'm Aaron Stillen, nice to meet you too! I'm here to win the tournament!" His voice was near a shout, and the smile that lit up his face would have blinded the sun.

GoldForge:
Alexa shook her head softly. No, no! She did it again! She made someone upset, didn't she? Oh, no no no no no-- Leaving the sparring room behind, it was only now that she realized she was in her pyjama-clad state. Goodness, sake! It was noon, and that was certainly no way to spend the day! One swift trip up the elevator and down the hallway brought her back to her hotel room, where she promptly swung the door shut and got dressed into her REAL outfit for the day. Black hoodie, grey sweatpants with a neon yellow line down each leg, striped sneakers, and-- a headset? Ah, yes. The headset she places upon her head to avoid conversation, of course! Brushing her golden locks, she thought back to the arena. "That... girl in the fire..." She mumbled to herself, "Or-....volcano cave or whatever..." Looking down at her hand, she gave the astral mark a couple taps of her finger, surprised at how warm it was after the battle. "...What do I even call her...?" Looking back up to the mirror, she twiddled with a lock of her hair, thinking back to the mech. "Goldilocks...? N'ah, too girly... Crabby? N-..no, that's kinda rude...Goldy crab? Eghhh..." She hobbled over to her bed as she pulled her black glove back on to conceal the astral mark, sitting on the edge of the mattress and looking out the window. "Well, three parts... Gold...lock...Crab..." Suddenly, something clicked in her head. The mark on her hand began to hum.

Narrowing her eyes at it, she decided to repeat the term again, as though the two were connected. "Goldlock...Crab...?" The hum became louder. Did it... like that? Well-- ok, it was a little weird, but... Oh, gosh. Before she knew it, a smile creeped upon her face. She just needed to test this out... "Goldylock!" her hand grew colder. "Aaahh..." Intriguing, indeed. "Very well, Goldlock Crab it is!" A few-second roar surged into her ears as her hand grew hot, causing her to yelp like a bloody idiot and fall backwards off of her bed... embarrassing. Swiftly, she pulled off her glove to check to see if her hand was ok. The seal wasn't warping like the shimmering air above a BBQ now, so.. she supposed that was some progress. Instead, it was little more than a faintly flickering scar. "Well, better than nothing." She shrugged as she brought the glove on one last time, heading out the door. She supposed she had plenty enough battles for today, so she figured that she might aswell head down to the plaza to see what was there. What could possibly go wrong? Though, as she set out into the square, the back of her hand began to buzz again. "Agh--... come on!" She harshly whispered under her breath, grasping her wrist. Though, soon, she felt a pair of eyes set upon her. Pausing her little moment of freakout, she looked up to see a girl clad in a purple hoodie that resembled an iPod. "Uh-....hey."

LunarOrbiter:
Rika stood up properly, his confidence allowing her to overcome her embarrassment. "Aaron, huh? That's a nice name!", she said, trying to emulate his enthusiasm. He grasped his hand, weakly at first but then tightening a little so she, at least, appeared to be more confident than she was. "And good luck with that!", she smiled, sincerely at him. When Rika looked into his eyes, she had to admit that she got lost a little. She hadn't seen eyes with such happiness before and they felt quite...'enchanting'.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you for that long, I just thought I saw something..I, uh...never mind.", she mumbled a little before looking around to see the other people that were there. "I, uh, saw you guys battle. I was quite impressed, if I do say so myself.", she said to them as a group, desperately trying to change the subject.

Desbear:
Jade Johnson
Jade had been in the Plaza for awhile, since breakfast even. She had been sketching a... Person, that her mind kept clinging too, that her mind kept bringing up. That was, until she saw someone. She didn't know this person, and the girl she saw didn't remind her of anyone... But... The mark on her Ankle, began to pulse with a low pain when she saw the girl, as if reacting to the person... But... It had to be her imagination. The mark wasn't sentient, it couldn't, be sentient. It signified she was an astral fighter. Nothing more... That's what she wanted to believe. But her foot continued to have the pulsing sensation, it even caused her to have problems walking as she got up to go greet the person the mark seemed to be reacting to... Then, the girl did something Jade hadn't expected. She greeted her first. Jade began to speak, her voice seeming a bit strained, or even surprised. "H-heyo."

Gatillo Vollerei

Gatillo nodded as his former opponent began to run away, before he began to realize the time. He would normally have gone to eat lunch, however, he had ate a late breakfast, and wasn't hungry. He began to stroll through the park, thinking about his game plan for the next few weeks.

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