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[color=af3f3f][b]Race:[/b][/color] Human
[color=af3f3f][b]Power Level:[/b][/color] 910
[color=af3f3f][b]Location:[/b][/color] [url=https://hdwallsource.com/img/2014/6/japanese-background-22091-22647-hd-wallpapers.jpg]Dragon Fist Dojo Garden[/url], Parsley City
[color=af3f3f][b]Tagging:[/b][/color] [@1Hawkeyes][hr][/center]
Tiberius smiled wide even though he knew her answer before she spoke. She was as dedicated to his father and his dojo as much as Tiberius ever was, she was basically family. They fought and argued like brother and sister, the one upmanship something that most siblings take for granted.

[color=af3f3f]"Obviously keep this to yourself for now, I don't need my father kicking up a fuss. We just need to go there, sort this out and tell him about it afterwards."[/color] He didn't have to say it, but he just felt more comfortable for it. His father would scold them for going whatever the outcome but they just couldn't let the slight stand.

[color=af3f3f]"As for the other thing..."[/color] He raised his hand in front of his face, clenching his fist tight and causing his knuckles to crack. [color=af3f3f]"...it's time..."[/color] He could have just thrown a punch straight at her and got started there and then, but they had ruined the garden several times before from their impulsive fights. Each time they would spend a week afterwards repairing the damage and getting the silent treatment from Tiberius' father. 

Before Ally had a chance to respond Tiberius broke into a sprint and headed towards the dojo's World Tournament regulation arena.