Grace walked inside the great assembly hall, paper in hand. She was a late arrival to the tournament but nonetheless she was permitted to join thank God. Her armor rattled, her long hair spread unrestrained and her red eyes kept a distant gaze. She had her locked at no specific target and as empty at mind as eyes she stopped by the scoreboard, cocking her head some to read it all.
She grasped her hand as she read about the already victorious ones. Most of the names were famous, while some until today were nothing but legends. John the Reaper and Nightmare were two legends that she had nothing but heard about, that probably could bring her the challenge that she had desired. She kept looking at the scoreboard, hoping to maybe learn something useful, whatever a scoreboard now could tell her.
Grace caught Ice's eye. He looked at her and said to John and Jacope, "Well, well...looks like we've got a new fighter. Perfect. You can never have enough combatants trying to rip each other's throats out in a tournament." Ice was not speaking in sarcasm, he said it with excitement and eagerness in his voice. It was clear that he enjoyed fighting.
Jacope X was sitting against the wall, outside the colliseum as grabs onto his feet, stretching with his eyes closed, breathing in and out. This is probably one of the ways Jacope X prepares himself mentally to relax. He tries to find a way to think of how to attack his opponent when he or she posseses the upper stregnth in defense and when Jacope X is low in energy. This was Jacope X's disadvantage, which is something no one knows.
Nightmare wandered unsettled and impatient forth and back in the hall. The sword over his shoulder he could hear every word that it whispered to him, every thought that it gave and for each passing moment, Nightmare was filled with lust of souls more and more. His hate and lust drove him forth, but the chances he would be removed from the tournament held him back from a rampage.
He was strong. He was undefeatable. However, he was not capable of taking on this entire room. It would be too much in the longrun. Instead, he waited patiently for his turn in the tournament. For his moment of glory, like his last showdown. For his glory, for his soul.
His previous soul provided no useful information, other than educating Nightmare in another martial art. However, the soul held great strength and even though he gained no good information, the soul charged him enough to bring destruction upon the next battle as well.
Grace's ear tweaked. She heard the loud voice calling for her name.... and Ice's. She looked up at the scoreboard but he had not yet been in a match, so there was not much there for her to gather concerning him. She however, assumed that he was a chilling guy and she shrugged emotionlessly as she grabbed the sword in her hand and wandered trough the great hall, towards the arena.
Jacope X hears Ice's name. He grinned and gets up to watch this battle and who will be the one he will face. Ice is pretty tough when it comes to battles. Jacope X knows this very well as he has fought many battles with Ice across the universe. He follows the path to the stands as the audience was very crowded.
Originally posted by MadMelJacope X: hmmm....The girl seems impressive....But how can she be so skilled at such a young age.
john appeared next to jacope..
"this aint gonna be easy" he said through yet another mouthful of popcorn.."i read that girls mind beforehand..she beat an entire paladin order, and she's only 23..ice isnt gonna breeze through this.."
The answer was obvious as Jacope X's prime was around the age of 25.
Nightmare saw John approach, and slowly grasped his sword. He did not take it out, but he held it in case of. Suddenly, the match was announced and John's attention was diverted. Nightmare let go of the sword and turned to the scoreboard. Grace and Ice. His curiousity caught the best of him and he walked out to the spectator area of the arena. He stood tall and stared down as the fight was about to start.
As Jessy was walking towards the audience station, he heard what John and Jacope (can't remember if our characters know each other) were speaking about. Could this girl be the one he was destined to fight.
"While everyone is talking about how powerful she is, does anyone know if she's here to be good or bad?"
((recap for ordained:
in short, john beat the living sh*t outta jessy without trying and asked him to join their group so that their chances get bigger at defeating the last boss, and therfor save the world 😛 ))
john looked at jessy..
"werent you listening? she killed a paladin order..im pretty sure that puts her in the bad catagory"