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"Oh, you have [i]got[/i] to be kidding me."

When the announcement was made, some of the Nomads present growled. Some pouted. Some walked away. And one, a pale girl in a blue jacket standing near the back of the gathered crowd, started laughing out loud. "Scram, she says!"

As if Nomads were ever the type to just pack up and go home.

Of course the cancellation was shocking. Disappointing, at first. However, as she turned the situation over in her mind, Anna Hathorn couldn't help but smile. She hadn't had much chance of competing, being knew to the scene, and had come partly to watch and partly to meet some of the other Nomads who would inevitably gather for the momentous event... But even if the tournament wasn't on, the Nomads were still here, right? And there was no [i]way[/i] the WMAF would call off the event for no reason. The Federation probably stood to lose obscene amounts of money over this, not to mention the damage their reputation would take from this whole fiasco.

Tournament or no, something interesting was going on. And while Anna didn't have much of an idea what could have caused such a sudden such a sudden paradigm shift, she sure as hell knew she wanted to stick around and see what happened.

"I mean," she wondered aloud, "cancelling it, just like that? So much for a [i]true test of skill and fighting spirit.[/i]" She paused, yawning. "I guess this whole 'World Warriors' thing isn't such a big deal after all..."

Supposedly, Anna was just talking to herself. But the words were audible to those around her, and that volume was calculated. A verbal poke, meant to further rile up those angered by the sudden announcement.

Her sharp green eyes swept over the gathered warriors, curious to see if anyone would take the bait.