The taller man, towering over Jenso at a titanic 8 feet tall, looked in his direction briefly. His eyes glowed a deep golden hue and his long blonde hair lashed back when he spun it neck. Although his face was covered with a black mask, Jenso could see the lines in his angry expression. Suddenly his angry posture melted away and he faced Jenso completely, bowing slightly and raising a hand. [color=fff200]"Oh, well lah-dee-dah! Allow me to apologize for wrinkling your precious little blouse, madam,"[/color] He paused and leaned down to eye level with Jenso as his friend, a very short man with a similar black mask, green hair, and green eyes, signed up for the tournament, [color=fff200]"On second thought, go fuck yourself."[/color] He grunted, turning towards the counter.

	[color=1a7b30]"I have already signed you in, Rajaka,"[/color] The green man stated. The man at the counter glared at Zelriane with a hint of surprise and fear. He'd signed them up rather fast, hadn't he? [color=1a7b30]"We are to wait in that building over there."[/color]