[i][u]Jago Andrew Javuant.[/u][/i]
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Talking with the Big-man was fun and all, but Jago wanted to do something else. Maybe something that gets his blood rushing. The arena? Nah, Jago was a super star, but he don't do too good without backup. For now, baby! The next best place for making fun is the Training hall. It was late, but some scrubs were probably getting some last minute practice in. Probably getting ready for an arena match or some shit. Details were irrelevant to Jago, all he wanted was for some douchebag to punch his shields and laugh his ass off when they bounce all over the place! That might be entertaining, more entertaining than chilling with Big-Man over here. Jago turned his eyes onto the gentle-giant he finds himself talking to. He was going to [i]try[/i] to forget about the whole Watermelon mess and chalk it off as him being oblivious. But if that shit happens again, Jago's gonna punch Big-Man in his dick... If he can even find it! Dick jokes were immature but... Jago will hide behind his shields. Even the biggest, strongest, Big-men get tired at some point, and Jago [i]knows[/i] this more than anyone.

"Tell ya' what, Big-Man," Jago started off, leaning the pool cue against the table, and promptly forgetting about it. While there [i]was[/i] a place for it, screw that, someone will grab it when they want to use it. "I wanna go practice. Dunno what you can do, but I could use a Big-Man... You up for it?" The second Jago got the go-ahead, he bounced off the table and started walking out the door. "Haha... Follow me." Though, Jago [i]had[/i] to take another excursion. Vending machine, Jago had to get his juice! It was nice and simple this time, all he did was stick a dollar or two in, and pressed a button, then, bang! He has a bottle of cooling-blue Gatorade. Like all good things, however, Jago was going to save it for later. Why waste it walking there, and buying [i]another[/i] one, when he has a perfectly good one in his hand? 

With the drink problem out of the way, Jago made his way outside. It was still raining, and Jago still didn't want to get drenched. He didn't like walking around all soggy and shit. So it didn't matter. He threw a bent arm over his head, and created a square shield over his head. Not a drop hit him! He quickly made it to the training hall. He stepped through the front doors and smelled the pain, sweat, and failure! Jago was going to be inflicting the first one, giving off the second one, and avoiding the last one. The way he went about life. 

Jago walked into the first room and looked for some dickhead to hit his shields. 

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"... Whatcha' yellin' about, sweetheart?" A male voice pierced through the darkness.

A lighter clicked on to reveal Luis... The man who met Deborah's group earlier today, casually sitting on a rock with the same outfit as before. He also had a cigarette in his mouth that he lit with the lighter, before casually clicking it off. Obscuring him back in the darkness. What a [i]coincidence[/i] that this young girl happened to be in the same cave as he was. If Aislin could see in the dark, she could see the idle smirk on his face. He pressed his long legs against the ground, and stood straight up, hands folded behind his back. In this darkness, the only thing that would allow Aislin to track his movements would be the cigarette in his mouth. "I'm wondering why a little child like yourself is wandering around these neck of the woods all by yourself...." Luis walked a circle around Aislin, before stopping dramatically. He pulled the cigarette out his mouth and blew out a puff of smoke. Calmly saying, "... Don't you know there's [i]monsters[/i] out there?"