Martial Arts Madness

Post by **shauni** » Mon Apr 11, 2005 6:30 am

"Wolf pie!" Ohjaz purred eating the candybar Ukyo dropped. It was almost dinnertime and some of the contestants were being assigned bunk rooms for their stay at the tournament.

Ukyo's appetite had left her after that little escapade earlier...
Ohjaz and Ukyo assendended a stair way to there rooms and found they where adjacent to each other.

Ohjaz bowed and entered his room while Ukyo did the same.
She was greeted by a simple yet elegant room with a rolled up 2 futons (A folding mattress. In many traditional Japanese homes futons are used to sleep on. In the day they are stored away in closets. As Japanese homes are small, futons are used to conserve space) at the side of the room with a small table with flowers on it, a little shrine in the corner for praying for victory.
"Well, they did say they where bunk rooms, I guess I'm sharing with someone else"
At that moment the door to her room was opened and a middle age woman stood staring in suprise at Ukyo
"O I'm sorry dear, I didn't realise I had the wrong room, I must be on a different floor"
Ukyo smiled and closed her eyes "I don't think you have the wrong room, its a duel sweet, meaning I'm your room mate"
"O my, I didn't realises we would be sharing. May name is Shussemaru Misko, a pleasure to meet you Miss..."
Ukyo nodded
"My name is Ukyo Shaunisa, pleasure to meet you Shussemaru-san"

Shussemaru was silent for a moment...looking at Ukyo, her eyes sparkling
Ukyo was lost in them...until Shussemaru closed them reluctanly

"Please dear, call me Shausse"
Ukyo smiled "Ok Shausse, hay, doesn't your name mean 'pure success'?"
Shausse smiled "Yes dear it does, I was named by my father, he is the head of our Martial Arts School"
"If you dont mind me asking, what school do you respresent?"
"I represent the Fist of Calligraphy and Elegant writing" 
She smiled sweetly again, she didn't look like she was much of a fighter, yet she must have made it two rounds already to be here.
"Fist of Calligraphy and Elegant writing?"
"A distinctive style of artistic handwriting created by using special pen nibs that allow a calligrapher to vary the thickness of a letter's line elements. The art flourished from the fourteenth through eighteenth centuries. It was established as a Martial Art in the Sixteenth century by a school of Kendo fighters that merged traditional Samurai techniques with the art of Calligraphy. It replaces the sword with the pen."
Ukyo sracted her head
*How can you fight with a Calligraphy pen? Then again...I cant call anyone for there choice of weapons...*
"I represent the Fist of Anything Goes Hidden Weapons"
Shausse tilted her head slightly
"It involves hidden weapons on your person, any weapons, hence the name. Its not fancy or anything, but it does the job..."
"Anything Goes? How exsighting"Ukyo smiled, her art was often referred to as the cowards art, but she was proud of it
"Thank you Shausse"
The middle age woman stepped into the room, Ukyo looked over her
She wore a traditional lime green/ sun yellow Kimono. She had short hair tided back of her face with a towel/ ribbon. She looked to be in her early thirties.

(no idea who that is, its from a random google search, it fits the part of Shausse well)
Ukyo looked at the rolled up mattresses
"Mind if I take a nap?"
"Of course not dear, I need to do some preparation for my next battle, I'll leave my things hear."
Shausse placed her luggage on the floor, smiled and left
"What a nice lady..." Ukyo thought to herself as she rolled out the matress
"I hope I dont face her in combat...it'd be a shame...shes really nice....."
Within moments Ukyo was asleep, dreaming about winning the tournament

Name: Shussemaru Miscue (Shusse for short)

Color: Green (since GS is out)
Age: 38
Martial Arts Style: Fist of Calligraphy and Elegant writing
Major Flaw/Weakness: Calligraphy is time consuming, leaving her open if she runs out of pre-written scrolls.
Physical Appearance: As above
Bio: Shussemaru is often seen carrying her Calligraphy pen around markets and festivals. She makes her living by producing beautiful calligraphy art on commission. Shussemaru is very loving though, which shows in her art. Among the art community in Karate Fight City, she is held highly acclaimed.
As a Martial Artiest however, her school is not very respected by other dogos as its style is considered 'artsy' and 'girlie'.
Shussemaru has entered the tournament in order to change the option of her schools art style, among other personal reasons....

Shussemaru is a kind soul outside of battle, and inside battle she is fair and plays by the rules. She never goes for a KO, instead trying to paralyse or trap her opponent. The Art of Calligraphy is gentle, as is its Martial counterpart.
Shussemaru uses her pen as a kendo fighter would use his sword, she also uses scrolls with magical runes pained on them in calligraphy ink, which have many different effects, from bog standard magic to summon spells.

Post by **Josiah** » Mon Apr 11, 2005 1:31 pm

((Just a heads up, the second round is going to be a little different and, as a bonus, everyone gets to make up one opposing fighter. But that doesn't neccessarily mean you'll get to fight the person you made up... So, at some point please PM me with the name and style of your fighter and any other info you want to add and I'll randomly mix them up for the second round matchups.))

*Tizzy was hanging out in the dining room snacking and watching Sith get turned down and often beat up by every woman he approached.*

"Kinda entertaining isn't it?" *Yreka walked over and joined the Sith watching.*

"Like a moth to a flame. That guy never learns." *Tizzy shook his head.* "At this rate he'll be too beat up to fight tomorrow."

"Anyway," *Yreka quickly changed the subject,* "have I told you what the best thing about Pepsi is?"

"Not again..." *Tizzy groaned. He'd already been forced to listen to her pepsi speech several times.* "Hey Yreka, there's a Pepsi machine in the lounge down the hall."

"Yay!!!" *She ran off.*

"Well, that's one problem solved." *Tizzy sighed and headed for the cheese platter then turned at a loud noise.* "Or maybe not..." *Yreka had returned, dragging the entire Pepsi machine along with her.*

*Meanwhile, Sith seemed to have run out of woman and was looking around for another when he spotted Yreka. Putting on what he thought was a winning look, he made a beeline towards her.*

"Heh, this should be good." *Tizzy backed off and waited to see what would happen.*

Post by **shauni** » Tue Apr 12, 2005 5:08 am

Shussemaru Misko walked away from her room, her face went from pleasent to ghostly white as she struggled to breath
"Thats...thats my little girl in there....shes so beautiful....I cant believe I had to lie to my own daughter...act as if nothing was wrong..."
She hugged her scrolls to her chest
"My dear Midori....I finaly found you...."

The day before

It was raining again.
Winter bounced over the wall, her hair fluttering in the wind as she flew through the air and landed softly in the grounds of her dojo.
Winter turned towards the house.
They had finally gotten rid of all the frogs Ukyo had released, she had been gone for about six hours. Winter was still annoyed she had got to go to the tournament instead of her.
She pulled her shirt up and twisted it out, trying to remove at least some of the water which had thoroughly
soaked it. Mumbling, she stepped up on the porch and headed towards the stairs.

"Midori?"

Winter continued towards the stairs, ignoring the stranger who was speaking to Hikua. The woman stood and walked quickly to the door of the room, and
watched as Winter climbed the stairs.

"Midori?" the woman asked again, her voice trembling.

Winter paused and turned to look down at the woman. She was standing at the bottom of the stairs now, staring up at Winter with desperate hope in her eyes.
Winter shifted her weight uncomfortably, fidgeting under the woman's unnerving gaze. Behind the stranger, Winter could see that her father had followed and was busy flashing her signs telling her not to talk to the crazy woman.

Ignoring her father, Winter spoke. "Sorry, lady. My name ain't Midori. It's Winter."

The woman looked at Winter carefully before speaking. "Are you the daughter of Kappei and Shausse Yamaguchi?"

Winter shifted her weight again. "no, I'm the daughter of Hikua and Sakura Aketchi. i've never heard of the Yamaguchi family"

Suddenly the woman surged up the stairs and grabbed her, holding her tightly and sobbing softly. Winter found to her surprise that she was
comforted by the close contact. She couldn't even remember the last time someone had held her like this. Unsure of what to do, she held her arms stiffly at her sides and tried to pull away from the woman. "Umm... do I know you? Father didn't promise you I'd marry your... uhhh, son or anything, did he?"

The woman looked down at Winter and ran a hand across her cheek, cupping Winter's chin. "Don't you remember us at all?"

Winter shook her head; the woman looked hurt by her answer. She looked deeply into Winter's eyes, and gathered herself before she spoke. "I'm Shausse Yamaguchi, Midori. I'm your mother."

Winters eyes flew open as wide as plates
"You my what?? You cant be my mother! I have a mother! Father, what is she talking about? who is this crazy lady?"
Hikua froze for a moment then began to sneak away
"O no you dont dad!" winter yelled
She pushed the woman aside and launched hidden chains from her still damp cloths, catching her father and pulling hi to the ground like a hog tided horse
"You got some explaining to do father"

Hikua turned around "It has nothing to do with you Winter! The one that woman is after is Ukyo, not you!"
Winter went white
"What? whats this gotta do with Kiddo?"
The chains loosened around Hikua and he stood up
"Ukyo is not our daughter Winter, she belongs to this woman her. Her birth name is Midori Yamaguchi"
Winter glared at her father "And how exactly did THIS situation come about?"
Shausse placed a gentle hand on Winters shoulder
"I am sorry for mistaking you for my daughter...its just been so long since I saw her last...almost 16 years...I-I dont know what she looks like..."
Hikua walked over to Winter
"Ukyo is adopted, she was payment for Martial Arts training. Her father sold her to us"
"Your husband...SOLD Ukyo to us....for martial arts lessons.....?"
Shausse nodded softly as she whipped tears from her eyes
"My husband is a wicked man.... 16 years ago he took our daughter from me...and I never heard from him again...except for a strange letter that arrived yesterday...it was from my husband...it said he sold Midori to the Hidden Weapons Dojo....so I came to reclaim her"
Hikua suck his head "Never, I raised Ukyo as my daughter for the last 16 years, I'm not giving her up to you"
"But she is MY daughter! not yours!"
"I dont care, a deal was made with your husband, and besides, Ukyo is an...."
He stopped....did he really see Ukyo as an adult after all?
"....she is cursed" added Winter, second guessing her father incorrectly
Shausse tilted her head
"What? cursed?"
"Yes...10 years ago she tried to use on of our arts most deadly weapons, she hocked it on herself instead of the training dummy she was supposed to aim it at....now she turns into an 11 year old version of herself whenever Battle Aura is imitated from her...as a martial artist she is weak...what use could reclaiming her for your own Dojo hure be now? Might as well leave her with us" finished Hikua
He was hoping this little slander would put the woman of reclaiming the daughter he loved, he was wrong
"Do you really think that matters to me?? I just want my daughter back because I love her! And if I have to fight you to win her back I will! I dont care if she has three heads! Return her to me!"
Megumi stood up and pointed at Hikua
"I Shausse Yamaguchi of the Martial Arts School of Calligraphy and Elegant writing challenge you for who has the right to call themselves Midori's parent!"
"I do not except that challenge! If you want Ukyo to call you her mother, fight her! She is my daughter and she battles for our honour at the Tourmimate. Despite her age and curse...she is the best fighter we have her...even better than I...Sayo is the only other I would trust with such a challenge...but she is ill"
Shausse frowned
"Very well...I will beat the tournament and reclaim my daughter"

Shussemaru began to walk towards the dining area
"Soon sweetheart...I just have to win this....then I can finaly tell you who I am... I want you to fight your best...even if you must face me...I wont mess with you concentraion until its all over...."

Post by **Celebifly** » Tue Apr 12, 2005 9:43 am

(MEEP! So Sorry Simeon ^^' Opal will be more careful next time)

Guybrush came up to Tizzy, eating a banana split

"So what is Sith guy doing?" He asked as he shoved a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth

"I think he's going to pull the moves on Yreka...hehe, poor guy....I just really hope I don't fall alseep during this." Tizzy smirked as Sith tapped on Yreka's shoulder

"THIS IS MY PEPSI! GET YOUR OWN....oh, hi Sith!" She went from loud to soft after seeing who it really was "You're not after my pepsi, are you?" She asked, gribing her treasure

My god does she ever has a thing for pepsi...if she wasn't cute, I'd call it quits now!" He thought, then smiling "No, I'm not after your pepsi...it's more like I'm after you." He didn't releise what he was saying

"WHAT?" Yreka yelled as Tizzy and Guybrush were laughing at Sith's lame sayings.

"I mean...did you ever feel a spark between us?" He asked, putting his arm around her

"You mean like this?" Yreka rubbed the ground with her feet, and poked Sith's cheek as he just zapped

"OW!" Sith jumped as the guys laughed more at him "No, I mean....." He tried to think of something to get with Yreka "Have you ever noticed how pepsi rocks, and coke doesn't?" He asked

Yreka's eyes lite up "YES!" She nodded her head several times

"See? We like the sames things...so, wanna go out with me?" He went straight for it.

"Reject, reject, reject!" Tizzy mumbled "And hit and hit and hit!"

"Um..." Yreka drank a little of her pepsi "With you, eh, why not." She finished off her pepsi.

"YES!" Sith did a little victory dance.

"NOOO!" Tizzy and Guybrush said at the same time

Though Sith didn't know what he's getting into to (mwahahaha)

Post by **Josiah** » Tue Apr 12, 2005 12:12 pm

"Well, that was disapointing." *Tizzy groaned.* "Now there's nothing to watch..." *He looked over at Guybrush, who was eating his way through a pile of bannanas.* "Where do you get all those bannanas?"

*Guybrush shrugged.* "Where do you keep that big hammer?"

"Good point." *Tizzy stretched and yawned.* "Well, doesn't look like there's going to be much happening tonight. I'm gonna go check out my room." *As Tizzy reached his room he could hear sounds coming from the other side. His roommate must be there already. Curious, Tizzy opened the door...*

Post by **Silver** » Tue Apr 12, 2005 4:19 pm

"Yeah... at this rate I'll finish off these bananas before the month is over." Guybrush added as he walked into his room. Very clean... but that was about to change. He dropped a banana peel on the ground, jumped up and started hanging from the light fixture all the while eating more bananas. When his room mate walked in he fell to the ground and took the light fixture with him.

"This is my room, right? Oh, hey Monkey friend. Name's Iggy. And you are...?" the boy that walked into the room couldn't have been more than ten years old... but he didn't look it. He was tall and heavy-set, complementing the dojo he was from...

"I'm Guybrush... from the School of Fist of the Monkey. What dojo are you from?" Guybrush was still sitting on the ground with a banana in his mouth, staring at his room mate.

"I represent the dojo of Fist of the Lumberjack." As he said this, Iggy pulled an ax and a chainsaw from... out of no where, it seemed.

Post by **Josiah** » Wed Apr 13, 2005 12:12 pm

((I'm still waiting for those PMs guys. If you want to use a character you already introduced in the RP that's fine but PM me to let know. In case you're wondering, there's four divisions in the tournament A-D. Tizzy, Yreka, Guybrush, Ohjaz, Ukyo, and Sith are division A. In round two we'll be going up against division B. So keep in mind that whoever you PM me will get beaten by us during round 2.))

"Hey, it's you!" *The young man inside ran over to Tizzy.* "How are you doing? How's the training? What's new? Have you..." *The stranger continued firing off a rapid barrage of questions without bothering to wait for an answer.*

*After several failed attempts at quieting the red haired teenager Tizzy finally grabbed his mallet and smashed him into the wall.* "Shut up already! I know I've never met you before."

"Heh, sorry about that." *The young man rose, straightening his trendy black shirt and blue pants.* "I was practicing for tomorrow and got kinda carried away."

"That was practice?" *Tizzy frowned, puzzled.* "What dojo are you from?"

"Ah, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Cohl Smith from the school of the First of Casual Familiarty." *Seeing Tizzy's confusion, he continued.* "It involves pretending you know your opponent and distracting them with questions and small talk."

"Oh, ok. I'm Tizzy Mahn from the school of the Fist of the Really Really Really Big Hammer. It involves hitting people with a really really really big hammer."

"So I noticed." *Cohl gestured to the damaged wall.* "Well, nice meeting you. I'm going to go check out the buffet before bed."

*Tizzy watched his roommate leave then shrugged, lay down on his bed, and promptly fell asleep.*

Post by **Celebifly** » Wed Apr 13, 2005 2:04 pm

"Well its time to check my roomate.." Yreka said her goodbyes to Sith

"Ahh...so soon?" He whinned

"Eh, don't push it! I still have more respect with pepsi than you!" She wanred as he left him to check her roomate

"Um, hi. I guess I'm your rommie for now..." The girl was on the top bunk, huddled under blankets

"Hi, um..I'm Yreka Bakery, from the dojo Fist of Pushing People into Rivers."

"Nice to meet you Yreka. I'm Hithery, from the dojo of Scardy Cats....please shut the door. She hid herself under the blankets

"Well this is going to be interesting..." Yreka gulped as she sat on the bottom bunk.

Later in the world of Sith...

"Let me get this straight....your name is Vegan and you come from the dojo Fist of the Cow?" Sith tried not to laugh

"yeha, what's wrong with that?" Vegan asked

"Um...nothing...." Sith pulled his pillow to his face to let out a laugh.

Vegan, knowing the old story of people laughing at his 'power', he decided to figh back "Fist of the Cow! Stampede!" A Stampede of cows came outof no where and trampled Sith

"...I deserved that..." Sith moaned

Post by **Josiah** » Thu Apr 14, 2005 12:04 pm

((Simeon, Shauni, Silver, any time with those round two opponents...))

Post by **Josiah** » Fri Apr 15, 2005 2:07 pm

((Ok, I got your PMs, now I just need to mix them up to figure out who fights who. Although, round two is going to work a little differently than round 1. I'll announce the match-ups for round 2 tonight.))

Post by **Josiah** » Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:31 am

((Sorry it took so long to get this round started.))

*Tizzy awoke the next morning to find Cohl already gone. He quickly washed up then headed to the cafateria where a few other late risers were still finishing up their breakfast. Tizzy quickly filled his plate but just as he sat down the announcer's voice blared loudly through the nearby speaker, causing Tizzy to drop his plate in surprise.*

"Attention every! The second round will begin in one hour. The fighters in Division A will be fighting against those from Division B and Division C will be fighting against Division D. Matches will be done in tag team style with two fighters on each team. Teams have been randomly assigned. For Dvision A the matches are as follows:

Round 1: Ohjaz and Sith vs. Cohl Smith of the school of the Fist of Casual Familiarity and Iggy of the school of the Fist of the Lumberjack.

Round 2: Tizzy and Yreka vs. Dingo Dodger using the Fist of the Outback and Neko Kada of the school of the Fist of Old School Gaming.

Round 3: Ukyo and Guybrush vs. Lil' Georgie using the Fist of Wetting the Bed and Ann Noying of the school of the Fist of Nails on Chalkboards."

"I must have slept later than I thought." *Tizzy groaned and quickly gulped down some food.* "I'd better find Yreka and discuss a strategy or something..."

((And Round 2 is ready to go! Now, here's some indepth info on your opponents.

Name: Cohl Smith (Created by Josiah)
Color: Olive
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Style: The Fist of Casual Familiarity
Physical desctiption: Fashionable blue pants and black shirt. Short brownish hair.
Details: The Fist of Casual Familiarity involves throwing your opponent off guard by pretending to know them from somewhere. Other techniques include barraging your opponents with questions so they're too busy to attack or block you, and professing your love/admiration/etc for your opponents to really get them off guard.

Name: Iggy (Created by Silver)
Color: Brown
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Style: The Fist of the Lumberjack
Physical desctiption: Like a lumberjack, although a young one.
Details: Uses an axe and chainsaw.

Name: Dingo Dodger (Created by Simeon)
Color: Dark Blue and Bold
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Style: The Fist of the Outback
Major Weakness/Flaw: Relapses into thinking he's a kangaroo... which can both a good -and- a bad thing.
Physical desctiption: If you've watched "Crocodile Dundee" You'll get the idea.... XD
Bio: He grew up in the Australian Outback on a cattle station ( which is the Australian equivalent to an American cattle ranch. YEEHAW! ), until a disaster separated him from his family at the tender age of 10 and left him severe amnesia. For seven years, he lived with a pack of kangaroos until some aborigindes found him and taught him how to throw a boomerang. He eventually started acting like a normal human again, but he sometimes slips into thinking he's a kangaroo every now and then, making for some embarrassing situations.

Name: Neko Kada (Created by Shauni)
Color: Teal
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Style: The Fist of Old School Gaming
Details: Uses old style toys like skipping ropes, spin tops, marbells. Stuff like that to attack, she also has a speacl sleep enducing attack where she does a punch and judy show.

Name: Lil' Georgie (Created by Opal)
Color: Yellow
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Style: The Fist of Wetting the Bed
Physical desctiption: A little kid.
Details: His style involves exactly what you think it does.

Name: Ann Noying (Created by Josiah)
Color: Bold Green
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Style: The Fist of Nails on Chalkboards
Physical desctiption: Looks like a stereotypical school teacher. Red hair in a tight bun, green dress, horn rimmed glasses...
Details: She carries around lots of chalkboards and rusty nails and combines the two to create hideous high pitched sounds to immobilze her opponents. Other techniques include giving out pop quizs and sending opponents to the principal's office.))

Post by **Celebifly** » Sat Apr 16, 2005 12:57 pm

Yreka awoke to see Hithery huddled in her bed

"Um...we sorta got to go..." Yreka coughed

"World...too scary...safer in creaky bed." Hithery mumbled

"Fine then...that's not stopping me to having my morning Pepsi..." Yreka walked into the cafeteria to hear the loud speaker "I'm with Tizzy eh? Eh, I'm cool with that. Now, where is my Pepsi?"

The come zooming in was Sith

"HERE YOU GO!" He panted, handing Yreka her pepsi

"Oh, thanks Sith." She smiled, chugging the pepsi and burping afterwards "So I hear you're with Ohjaz in the fight....that'll be interesting." She smirked

"A guy who can't here....wonderful..." SIth mumbled

Post by **Josiah** » Sun Apr 17, 2005 1:12 pm

"Hey!" *Tizzy spotted Yreka and hurried over.* "Did you hear? We're fighting together."

"Yep!" *She nodded while Sith glared at Tizzy.*

"Well, I figured since we have a little time before the round begins we should go practice together or something. You know, get a strategy worked out."

"Sounds good." *Yreka finished her Pepsi.* "We can use the gym down the hall." *She and Tizzy walked off, leaving a very disgruntled Sith behind.*

"Here it is." *Josiah led the way into the spacious but unoccupied gym.*

"So, what kinda stuff did you have in mind?"

"Well," *Tizzy leaned casually against the wall,* "I've been thinking about our fighting styles and came up with some great ideas. That should really help out." 

"Awesome! So tell me about them!"

"You see, if we could..." *Tizzy slumped and fell to the floor, asleep.*

Post by **Simeon** » Sun Apr 17, 2005 3:49 pm

Ohjaz was meditating outside. Ukyo had given him a transcription of the day's match orders and he was mentally preparing for the match.

The night before, Ohjaz was feeing awfully uncomfortable in his room, so he left to train for the night before he could meet his roommate. Ukyo had informed Ohjaz on the wisdom of his decision to leave his room... It turned out that the other fellow assigned to that room was "loud, uncultured, and noisy... almost an animal."

A roguish young man wearing crocodile leather chaps and vest found Simeon meditating peacefully on the grass beneath a tree.

The lad rakishly tapped Ohjaz's shoulder, HARD.

"HHHHEEEEREE'S KITTY~!"

Dingo just gave Ohjaz a funny look, tipped his hat, and introduced himself to the deaf cat-man, "G'day. Name's Dingo. Heard ye were me roomie, mate. Where weres ya?"

Ohjaz composed himself, bowed to Dingo politley, then pointed to his ears.

"Ooooh... Ye gots cotton in the ginny..." Dingo said slowly, slightly embarrassed, "At least I know me snorin' wouldn't have kept ya awake all night. I'll be seeing yas by the suntime, mate. You take care."

<Odd young man...> Ohjaz thought as Dingo started to walk away. He then saw Dingo twitch, then the rowdy Aussie bounded away like a caffinated kangaroo. <VERY... odd young man...> and Ohjaz returned to his meditations...

... Only to be interrupted again by a flustered Sith. To Ohjaz, Sith was babbling something incoherent about something the cat-man was either not interested in or had yet to learn about...

Sith was ranting about Tizzy and Yreka working together and was hoping to pry some tips from a deaf guy.

>>>>>>>>

(I'm still typing up the match... Gots really busy... ><;; )

Post by **Josiah** » Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:35 pm

((Why isn't anyone posting?))

*Tizzy woke up to find himself in the stands along with Yreka, Ukyo, and Guybrush. It looked like the first round was about to start.*

"So, you're awake." *Yreka glared at him.* "Some training session that was! You fell asleep before we could do anything and I had to drag you here all by myself!"

"Would you quit complaining if I gave you a Pepsi?" *Tizzy pulled a can out of his pocket.*

"Pepsi!!!" *She cheered up instantly.*

"Ok, fetch!" *Tizzy through the can into another part of the stands and Yreka ren off after it.* "Well, that was easy."

"Yeah, you really have a way with women." *Ukyo rolled her eyes then turned back to the arena, waiting for Ohjaz and Sith to arrive.*