[center][color=AA22DD][h3]Trinity Stratos[/h3][/color][/center]
"[color=AA22DD]Wh-hoa, these games are gonna be intense, huh?[/color]" Trinity was thankful she didn't have to go through this particular ordeal, as well, though she also felt bad for the people chosen to go. What a rough first day; was it going to be this insidious the whole way through? "[color=AA22DD]Good luck, Rose, Lazarus. Don't let it ruffle your feathers, it's just a bit of tough Love.[/color]" She gives the woman a thumbs up with a smile, doing her best to inspire confidence.


[center][h3]Ryan Kregor & "Kracko" Niles[/h3][/center]
The shady businessman and his assistant, Sunshine, had taken a stop at a bar in the city. They'd finished their business early and thought they should take their time heading back, what with the games in town and all. They should stop and enjoy the festivities!

It was Kracko's idea, of course, and Ryan decided that it might be better, to blend in a little bit. Who [i]wouldn't[/i] stop and enjoy the festivities before leaving? So they went to a local tavern, which just so happened to be showing a live feed of the tournament. Ryan was enjoying a beer and a meal when he saw a particular someone on the TV. He spit his current mouthful of beer out on his unfortunate partner, falling into a coughing fit as he fought to recover his breath. The young lady gave a small shout of protest and bemoaned her companion before she seemed to focus inwardly. She buzzes with electricity, the moisture gathered on her evaporating.

"Sorry, Kracko - cough, cough - I just saw somebody familiar on the screen. Maybe they'll show her again..."

"Someone you know?" The young lady sitting across from the man in the suit studied him for a moment before turning to gaze at the TV with him. If it made Ryan slip, it must be big.

"Aah... not really. A certain someone might be happy to see her again, though..."

"A reunion? How exciting!"

"Somethin' like that." Ryan began to eat in earnest. He had a lead to follow.


[center][h3][color=774400][s]Mysterious Swordsman[/s] Regan Hiryuu[/color][/h3][/center]
The cloaked young woman had made her way into the city by nightfall, and found herself with dinner from a generous local family. She'd caught their cat for them and calmed the creature, when it had run away. They offered her a place for the night, food in her stomach, and a way to watch the games.

She woke in the morning to the echos of the morning games announcement. When she rose, the young child of the house was already awake, watching the games with an intense eagerness. "Excited to watch, are you? Magic is a fantastic thing, after all." Regan sat with the boy in front of the screen, watching. One particular participant caught her eye, a little one she hasn't seen in a long time... my, how she's grown.

But... what was she doing out here?