[h1][color=orange]Archie[/color][/h1]
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Archie’s attention turned towards the new girl, dressed in [i]by far[/i] the most punk-ish outfit he’d seen on the station today. And she was sporting a robotic arm to boot. This, [i]this[/i] is what Archie loved, all these [i]characters[/i] with [i]quirks[/i] and [i]personality[/i]. Brought a whole ton of [i]spice[/i] to the happenings aboard the Promise.

“Well, uh…” Archie said, retracting his hand from the [i]attempted[/i] handshake with the rugged gentleman. He paused for a moment to collect himself. He cleared his throat - metaphorically - and began.

“Blair Van [i]Zant[/i].” He repeated her name, a bit struck by it. Then again, there was plenty else to be struck by in this crazy place. “Hello. My name is Andrew, or, Archie, yes, and…” He paused again, turning to his first source of intrigue. “I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name, sir?” The gentleman simply replied, “Abe.” He looked just a tad confused, and irritated, but he was still present, so Archie attempted to salvage the situation by explaining the [i]rules[/i] of his challenge.

“Yes, well, the way it works in detail is - five arenas, ascending in general difficulty and number of enemies to face. We start with Prima, and take the hundred or fewer participants who make it through all five waves and defeat the ‘boss’, so to say. All those hundred are then allowed to take on Secura, the second arena, and half of the participants who finish the arena with the best times move on to Tertia. And so on to Quartia, and lastly to Quinta. For the final challenge in particular, who so of the ten participants who finishes it in the fastest time, takes home the grand prize of ten thousand credits, in addition to their winnings from previous trials. All are welcome to participate, students new and old alike, as long as they believe their powers are combat-applicable. The challenges are nonlethal towards the fighters, of course, as I don't want any blood on my hands. My constructs are designed purely to incapacitate.”

Archie clapped his hands together, darting his vision between Blair and Abe. “All understood?” He asked, holding his hands out.

[@Spoopy Scary]
[@Mega Birb]