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[scorchednpcs]

Who: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO SEE ROBOTS FIGHT!
When: Sunday Evening (pre-dated? Only a few hours)
Where: Dismas Arena
Format: The post itself is in action format but you can use whatever you like. :)
What: The main event is here! The main post will be updated periodically with descriptions of the battle, so keep an eye out if you care about the actual

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Jennifer

[oopsiatehim]

[Life is pretty boring, but violence is always fun, so Jennifer arrives at the arena, still carrying cigarettes she'd pull off of her latest meal, and settles down for a smoke and a bit of spectacle.]

[She has no snacks, not even a beverage, but she does have a grin on her face like she's about to watch an execution... and enjoy it.]

/sidles up

[wellsuited]

[Elena knows that look. She happens to be wearing it too right about now. She wasn't sure about this whole...robot fighting thing. Especially after confirming that they didn't bleed.

But so far, she's gotta say, it's pretty damn cool.

The ninja shadow on the other side of her seems less moved by the display of metallic violence.

But Elena is cheering loudly enough for the both of them.

You might even say that she would've made a good cheerleader. ...No? Oh well.]

/shines Elena's hair.

[oopsiatehim]

[Those pipes aren't bad. And she recognizes that voice, too - it's Elena, isn't it? Right, Elena and the guy-she's-not-fucking. The gruff guy, whatever his name was. Jennifer leans over and flicks Elene's shoulder with her fingertip.]

Hey blonde girl. Having fun?

/sparkles~

[wellsuited]

[Elena glances to her shoulder, then inevitably to Jennifer's face. Maybe it's the excitement of the moment, or maybe it's because Elena doesn't think Jennifer's so bad. Either way, she gives her a smile.]

You know it!

[Even as she speaks to her, Elena's eyes keep sliding back in the direction of the fight.]

What about you? Did you go shopping for the occasion?

Elena looks so INTENSE in that icon.

[oopsiatehim]

Of course I went shopping, duh. I can't just turn up in an arena full of seedy guys in any old outfit. Wear the wrong thing and you totally attract the wrong attention.

[She smirks a little, eying some stranger off to her left.]

I mean, come on. What if I turned up here in some kind of pants suit?

...oops, sorry.

[Not that she is, exactly, but she smiles as though she were kidding.]

Didn't I get you a skirt?

[wellsuited]

[She leans forward, getting a better look at said stranger.]

Yeah, you have to be careful down here. Some people will try to talk to you even when they don't have any connections at all.

[She shrugs.]

I guess a suit isn't really your--

[But before she can even finish that statement, much less address the MIA skirt, the crowd roars again. Elena snaps her little blond head back in the direction of the robots.]

What happeend, what'd I miss? Did you see??

[oopsiatehim]

Hm? Just some lame robot violence. Nothing important.

[Not that Jennifer was really looking, exactly. She flips her hair.]

You'll never get the guy if you don't show a little leg.