Tournament: Round One

[donthink_shoot]

It was Zero's job to clear out the weapons hanger for the tournament. While it seemed like the most improper place for such a thing, where they were, it actually was perfect. The building was larger than any room in the dormitories and it had the most wide open space. All that needed to be done was to move the shelves containing weapons on the

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[intangibleuse]

Kat cracked her neck and her knuckles as she stepped into the ring, dressed in her camos and a black tank. Her hair was pulled up into a tight bun. There was no way she was going to give her opponent something else to grab a hold of. Cat-stretching, she glanced over her shoulder at her opponent and she grinned. Well well, if it wasn't one of the two lookers from the garage. Martini.

"Hey...don't I know you? Didn't spend the money all in one place, did you?" she asked, winking at him.

[intangibleuse]

Smirking, Kat took Martini's hand and let him help her back up. She brushed herself off, her tailbone twinging a little, and she bent to pop her back, groaning.

"Hot fudge sundae sounds great. I could use some commiseration." she laughed, reaching up to pull her hair free from the bun and put it into a ponytail instead.

"You're pretty sneaky." she commended him, studying him as he put the watches back on.

[time_schizo]

"It comes from sneaking out of places I didn't want to be my whole life." One of the watches on his right wrist had begun to run slow by a minute sometime during the fight.

He adjusted the time with one hand as he slipped the leather jacket back on over his black T-shirt. "And a healthy dose of imagination also comes in handy. I managed to break Ric's nose the first time he and I got in a fight."

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Kat chuckles. "God I know how that goes." Glancing down at her bracelet, which still had a small green light lit on it, she shook her head and started to unwrap her hands. Once that was done, she tucked the tape into her pocket and grinned at the story.

"You broke his nose? Well, he must have forgiven you." She thought of the other man who'd been with him, a wry grin crossing her face. He'd been just as good looking. "I can imagine that imagination comes in handy in all sorts of places."

[time_schizo]

"Eh, it was evened out by the fact I gave myself a concussion when I did it." He rubbed his head, rolling his eyes a little at the memory. And all over a iPod. Ric certainly could be a drama queen when he wanted to. "It's what he and I do. Some couples are into the more fluffy side of romance. Not us. We fight," Martini explained as they walked out of the room together,

He smirked a little at Kat's last comment. "Why yes, yes it does. If you have anymore money, I'm sure Ric and I would be happy to put on another demonstration to show you how. Joining in is encouraged!" Okay, Ric definitely would have slugged him for that. Or encouraged him, he wasn't sure which.

[intangibleuse]

"Head butt?" Kat asked, a mischievous smile on her face. "I was thinking about using that tactic myself, but your face is much too pretty to break." Laughing, she followed alongside him. She nodded at his description. She knew how it went. She and Wisdom fought much more than they had their romantic lovey dove moments.

At his last comment, she paused and then looked at him, her grin growing a little wider. Boy, that'd just piss Pete right off, wouldn't it?

"Pity it'd take money." she teased, shaking her head.