[b]Thomas A. Law - [color=lightblue]THE BLUE STAR[/color][/b]

	Thomas slowly shook his head at Gary as he lowered from his stretch. "See, its anger like that that makes you hard to be around. Not a single funny bone in your body," he teased, although it sounded dry and flat. 

	"But none of it matters now!" he said excitedly as he strode pass Peter and to the newcomer. He honestly wasn't into all that researching stuff, neither was he versed in creating strategies. All he knew was that he was pretty good in actual battle, ideas came to him in the heat of the moment, until that time would come, he was usually blank and empty. Like a clean slate, he supposed. 

	With a warm smile, he greeted the girl. "I'll battle ya. You've got some spunk in you girl! Let's do this!" He told her, grinning with approval. He headed over and grabbed Brave Passion from its place on the table afterwards.  

	Wasting little to no time, he stepped in front of the arena, basically beaming the whole while. He was itching for a serious battle. Training was all good and dandy but nothing compared to the thrill of an actual battle. The thoughts and simulation of it consumed him, it almost seemed real. Like a high that he couldn't quite reach, it plagued him so.   

	"Well, come on. Hurry over to the other side," He said impatiently.