Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11591668-20131028065233/@comment-15488047-20131030020725

''Bright looks? Nice personality? I'm glad that's what people think of me... ''Ariel walked towards the stage, awed by the number of people who had decided to show up.

Cerule said to her, "It'll be a small one-on-one fight to test your aptitude, so no worries. Put on a nice show. Pass me those donuts."

Small. There was a freaking announcer. Was that small? She regretted passing the donuts to him. In his defense, Cerule was a drama queen with a love for theatrics, so maybe this was "small" to him. Even with the hushed whispers of the crowd, the clacking of her boots on the ground was deafening, as was the sound of her heart beating in her ears. A bead of sweat rolled down her neck as the overhead lights beat down on her.

She really hoped that she didn't do something stupid, like trip and land on her face. That would be horrible.

As she reached her destination, she finally caught sight of who would be her opponent. A slim girl with a wiry, compact build stood on the opposite side of the stage, blue eyes sharp and alert. She didn't seem to have any weapons; was she a martial artist?

''Don't trip. Don't trip. Don't trip. Don't trip. Okay, didn't trip. ''She gave her opponent (Indigo, if she heard correctly) a sheepish grin and a wave.

"Hey there!" She seemed like she would be an interesting fight, at the very least. "May the best woman win!"

