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

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GrizzlyEatsKids:
Leon had been lying in the bed of his hotel room, watching the National Sports Network as there had been constant coverage of the upcoming tourney. He had been up since five in the morning, which was rather late for him, seeing as he rarely got much sleep anymore. There was suddenly a knock at the door, and so he quickly hopped out of the bed, and already fully clothed, made his way over to the door. He opened it to a guard, who looked eager to read the letter he held in his hand. Once the man was finished speaking, Leon nodded to him and said a quick, "Thank you."

Just as the guard left, Leon's stomach growled angrily. After closing the door to his second-floor room, he quickly made his way down the stairs. Upon arriving at the dining hall, Leon filled his plate with an colossal stack of food. It seemed that all but one table was full, where a boy who seemed to be just slightly younger than him was sitting. He made his way over to the table and sat across from the boy.

"Hello," he said warmly before digging into the eggs that sat at the top of his mountainous plate of food. It was a wonder how he didn't have a weight problem.

Yume Tsuki:
Yui had her plate loaded with some bacon and eggs. She smeared peanut butter on a freshly toasted toast and put a slice of cheese on it. The chefs behind the counter looked at each other when they saw her putting that combination together. She then sat down at a table. The peanut butter already started melting and oozing from underneath the slice of cheese. She started with the toast first.
"Mmm..."
She proclaimed. She took a look at the map that was placed on the table. On it were spots marked that were recommended. She skimmed through it and then decided she would go to the park after breakfast.

Outside it was still quiet. Apparently nobody has gone to the park yet. She sat down at the base of a tree. Closing her eyes to clear her mind. The whole journey to here had made her bounce all over the place in excitement... In her mind that is. At least, that's how she remembers it.

The-Blades-slave:
Aaron nodded. "Alright, lets go!" He grabbed her arm and broke into a sprint, pulling the much smaller woman along with him. "I can't wait to battle!" He was like a kid in a candy store when battling was mentioned, and this time was no exception. He practically glowed with energy.

They burst into the sparring room, flying right beside the guards and another astral battler. "We're here!" He finally let go of her, throwing his arms wide to display the room. "I came here a lot when I first got here, but I only ever found the guards. They don't put up much of a fight though, so this should be much more interesting!"

Humen:
Clark Matthews
Clark let out a heavy sigh, clearly disappointed in the so called "fight" the guards gave him. "You guys know you’re not actually helping anyone of the competitors if you don’t put an actual effort into the fights." After offering his opinion he readied himself to leave when two people came bursting into the sparring room with one spouting some nonsense.

Honestly some of these guys are getting a little too excited, but some people can’t help themselves he supposed. "Sorry to burst your bubble man, but me and these guys are the only other people in here." He said pointing to the guards standing across from him. "But hey if your looking for a fight I’d be happy oblige." He gave a bit of a twisted smile and extended his hand out in manner that could be considered friendly. “Name’s Clark by the way."

lubbies:
Angelo was just about to dig in when a guy who appeared to be slightly older than himself sat down across from him with a mountain of food piled high on his plate. Angelo was slightly confused.

Guy-Hello.

Angelo's confusion turned to excitement, he finally gets to meet his competition, you only make a first impression once. He grins in a way a kid would look at candy.

Angelo-Hey, I'm Ange..

The guy had already started to destroy his plate of food.

Angelo-Lo...

Angelo shrugged it off and also started to work on his fat stack of pancakes, the syrup dribbling through their eyeholes. He tried using a knife and fork but decided to use his hands. He took a large bite and thought it best to start conversation.

Angelo-Sooo *munch* you're in the tourny too right? *munch* *munch*

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