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Post by /Nicholas Warner/ on Jul 30, 2010 13:46:55 GMT -8
Nicholas entered the Spectator's Area and found a seat in the back row. He attempted to sit by himself, but the area was so full that it was difficult. He sat down and leaned against the wall, looking forward to the fight. He did't personally know either of the fighters, but he had chosen a favorite nonetheless. He waited for the fight to begin.
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Post by noah on Jul 30, 2010 13:56:33 GMT -8
After hearing of the matche's rescheduled time, Noah made his way from the dorms to the arena. He wasn't going to miss this fight. Not after seeing so examples of the power's the fighters possesed. Walking into the arena, Noah took a quick glance around the room, looking for a seat. Not seeing any open ones that were nearby, he moved out of the entrance and leaned against the near by wall, waiting for the fight to start.
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Post by Penelope Greene on Jul 30, 2010 13:57:26 GMT -8
Penelope saw that the fight was starting and shouted, "GO ARTEMIS!" and smiled, knowing that Artemis would win.
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Post by /Nicholas Warner/ on Jul 30, 2010 14:20:24 GMT -8
Nick looked over at the girl who had cheered for Artemis, who was the fighter he was favoring. Though the other fighter had time, Artemis had fire, which was just cool. However, Nick wouldn't mind having any of their powers at all.
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Post by Penelope Greene on Jul 30, 2010 14:53:29 GMT -8
Penelope frowned when Nefertari won, but at lease Artemis wasn't hurt to badly. She sank down in her chair as she waited for the next round to begin.
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Post by Penelope Greene on Jul 30, 2010 16:16:35 GMT -8
Penelope cheered loudly, glad that Artemis had won.
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Post by Carson Andres on Jul 30, 2010 17:06:03 GMT -8
Artemis had beaten Nefertari. Nefertari had beaten Carson.
That meant that both of them were stronger than her.
Carson gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She had work to do. She wanted to be strong, fast, powerful. That's what she wanted, power. She wanted to be unstoppable.
She'd have to work at it then.
After all, she was a skateboarder, and she knew very well that practice made perfect. She'd need to devote herself to getting better at handling her powers. She'd need to train harder. She longed to be the top-dog at this school, but she knew it wouldn't come easily.
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