[center][b]Character Name:Hiko Kyoryu[/b]
[b]Race:Pteradactyl[/b]
[b]PL:[/b] 910
[b]Time/Date:[/b] Day 1, Morning 
[b]Location:[/b] Fighter Waiting Room
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@double] [@lauder] [@williwaw] [@commandercool]
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[color=ed145b]The registration process was simpler than Hiko had expected. He assumed they would be more discriminatory in who could enter the Tenkaichi Budokai. As Hiko looked around he noticed that many of the participants did not have the appearance of skilled warriors or fighters. But he figured the tournament officials probably had their own methods of whittling away those who don’t deserve to participate in the fights. Besides, most people likely wouldn’t look at a pteranodon and expect him to be a trained martial artist. 

Rather than stand around and judge his fellow competitors, Hiko decided to take some time to clear his mind before the tournament properly began. Off in a corner of the waiting room he noticed another fighter had the same idea as Hiko and was deep in meditation. He was a shorter man in common martial artist attire who’s head was shaved bald. Hiko recognized his training uniform but couldn’t quite place where he’d seen it before. But the appearance of this young man reminded the pteranodon of many of the monks at Tsubasa temple, probably most the cleanly shaven head. 

As Hiko settled down in the most secluded part of the waiting room he could find, he took another look around to take stock of the other fighters. He noticed a very pale girl with auburn hair and black clothing, she was talking to a much more brightly dressed woman reminded Hiko of a witch from some of the story books he read as a child. Hiko’s attention was quickly snapped away from the pair of women when another, much larger woman caught his attention. This lady was by far the largest woman in the room. Heck, she was the largest woman Hiko had ever seen. While she wasn’t particularly tall, she was even stockier than Hiko was. Looking at her, Hiko could tell he probably wouldn’t fare well in a grappling match against her.

A bit embarrassed to notice this, Hiko also found her to be quite beautiful. She had a far more elegant loveliness to her than the few plain girls Hiko had known in the village beside his temple. It was something Hiko had come to struggle with since he left Tsubasa temple. As a monk he was sworn to a life of celibacy, and all of the promiscuously dressed and lovely women in the city had made this vow difficult for him to uphold. 

The stout giantess began causing an uproar, boasting about how pathetic all the other fighters in the room were compared to her and how she was going to “whoop some ass.” This irritated Hiko, and made him forget her beauty. He couldn’t believe someone could be so arrogant. In the back of his mind Hiko hoped he would find himself in combat against this boisterous braggart. If solely to teach her some humility. 

Hiko decided to just ignore the woman for now and take this time to start meditating. Getting himself into a comfortable position, he closed his eyes and began reciting the ancient Tsubasan hymns he’d been practicing since childhood. But the anticipation for the upcoming tournament lingered around in the recesses of his mind. Hiko could not deny that he was excited and anxious to fight some worthy opponents.
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