Touchdown ☠ 008
Who: Travis and Okita
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Closed
Notes: Backdated after this.
[Travis made his way down to find this Okita guy. It was beginning to become a norm for him, fighting people every so often. Not that he minded all to much. It was the closest he could get to his actual job in this damned dream world. He wasn't going to complain about it.
He leaned against a tree by the open field, waiting for his opponent to arrive. When he finally did, Travis clicked his tongue, his fingers itching to get this spar starting.]
Took you long enough.
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Closed
Notes: Backdated after this.
[Travis made his way down to find this Okita guy. It was beginning to become a norm for him, fighting people every so often. Not that he minded all to much. It was the closest he could get to his actual job in this damned dream world. He wasn't going to complain about it.
He leaned against a tree by the open field, waiting for his opponent to arrive. When he finally did, Travis clicked his tongue, his fingers itching to get this spar starting.]
Took you long enough.