10-20-2008, 11:07 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-21-2008, 01:02 AM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
OOC:
CHAMPION!! I shall be using
Yuriy/Tala: http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u1/ra...sbitch.jpg
-And Spencer/Sergei!
Oh, and Kai.
IC:
Bryan, Spencer and Tala sat at the stands, surveying the battle and analyzing each move as if it were their own. The Russian bladers didn't exactly blend in with the crowd that day, or any day for that matter. Russian bladers were known for wearing those strange (ridiculously stylish) outfits and wielding rather firearm-like launchers. They were also infamous for being insanely powerful in the arenas. They tended to go into a state of what seemed like bloodlust from time to time when in battle, but that was only occasional and only when the match was deemed 'worth it'.
Spencer was calm and silent as usual, but Tala's cold sharp eyes focused on the the winner. The red haired leader turned his gaze toward his former comrade's visage. Kai seemed so much more distant than usual. He even looked a little disturbed, if that was what you'd call it.
"Kai... You've noticed too. Of course you'd notice... how could you forget that face?" Tala thought to himself. "Jaydon... A teammate... a friend? Your brother."
Kai still couldn't believe it. How could it be? How COULD it BE? It COULDN'T be, yet it was... His little brother? Was he not lost? Could this be some sort of ruse? No- no, no one knew about his brother... that was something known only to him, his grandfather, and his former teammates, the Blitzkrieg Boys. Surely Tala, Brian and Spencer had nothing to gain from setting this up... the only answer Kai could come up with was that this was all real. Only because it was too shocking to be a dream or a nightmare.
CHAMPION!! I shall be using
Yuriy/Tala: http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u1/ra...sbitch.jpg
-And Spencer/Sergei!
Oh, and Kai.
IC:
Bryan, Spencer and Tala sat at the stands, surveying the battle and analyzing each move as if it were their own. The Russian bladers didn't exactly blend in with the crowd that day, or any day for that matter. Russian bladers were known for wearing those strange (ridiculously stylish) outfits and wielding rather firearm-like launchers. They were also infamous for being insanely powerful in the arenas. They tended to go into a state of what seemed like bloodlust from time to time when in battle, but that was only occasional and only when the match was deemed 'worth it'.
Spencer was calm and silent as usual, but Tala's cold sharp eyes focused on the the winner. The red haired leader turned his gaze toward his former comrade's visage. Kai seemed so much more distant than usual. He even looked a little disturbed, if that was what you'd call it.
"Kai... You've noticed too. Of course you'd notice... how could you forget that face?" Tala thought to himself. "Jaydon... A teammate... a friend? Your brother."
Kai still couldn't believe it. How could it be? How COULD it BE? It COULDN'T be, yet it was... His little brother? Was he not lost? Could this be some sort of ruse? No- no, no one knew about his brother... that was something known only to him, his grandfather, and his former teammates, the Blitzkrieg Boys. Surely Tala, Brian and Spencer had nothing to gain from setting this up... the only answer Kai could come up with was that this was all real. Only because it was too shocking to be a dream or a nightmare.
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