[center][h2][b]Floyd Edwards[/b][/h2][hr][hr][/center]

What an exhausting duel. Floyd stretched his arms whilst yawning and closing his eyes, illustrating his tiredness. The Arena was slowly beginning to empty out now that some people had finished their duels and collected their cards, signifying the lack of utility the area now had after battles. After once more feeling gloom towards Ethel in her current state and the depressing atmosphere that surrounded her, the young boy decided to converse with her after he had collected his pack. Unfortunately, the shout for his name had not been so courteous as he had expected, almost throwing him off balance and toppling him over with the tone and volume provided by the teacher that was lazily stood behind a humanoid mass of muscle.

Whilst going towards the duo, Floyd contemplated the buff man precariously; he suspected that he was probably someone who used to be considerably overweight, yet has lost it all now, however the lingering desire for fatty foods remains. He attempted to take this seriously in case he was ever against him and needed to find weakness, however he couldn't stop laughing at the thought of 'Transformer' (As some students called him) being a veiny ball of chub. Although, this proved to be a precarious belief, as the beast himself seemed to stare into Floyd's soul and beat him to a pulp, just with his eyes.

After quickly muttering "Crossroads of Chaos, please." and having the crimson and gold pack forcefully shoved onto his palm, Floyd surveyed the area and suddenly remembered the action he was going to take. His eyes quickly spotted Ethel and suddenly his feet took him towards her, closing the distance with ease. Perhaps she had gained a random card that he wanted and could trade with her, that could be an added bonus to consolling her. The young lad desperately wanted a plant deck - to be fair, whilst he had nothing against princesses, he strongly desired to have a different theme.