[center][h2]Call me… [color=aqua]Old[/color] [color=yellow]Fashioned.[/color][/h2][/center]
Peculiar sounds could be heard in the forest. Those familiar with it however would know, the sound of a plasma blade clashing with a light blade created at a matching frequency.

[b][color=yellow]"Wait, you're really going to do this in your uniform?"[/color][/b] King said after a clash between their blades sent a shower of sparks flying over them. [b][color=yellow]"On your day off?"[/color][/b]

[b][color=aqua]"Representing my school means representing its values,"[/color][/b] Alto replied coolly. [b][color=aqua]"One of which is to always uphold the standard of St. Laurel's, including outside of school hours!"[/color][/b]

He placed his strength into a heavier strike, which King parried with ease.

[b][color=yellow]"What I'm hearing is you don't own any other clothes,"[/color][/b] He said, dodging Alto's next strike as King's machine came to life.

A 6 armed blocky robot. Holes opened on each arm and it started firing a barrage of tennis balls at Alto. He entered God Speed, slicing them out of the air by the dozen. Suddenly, King appeared through the storm as God Speed began to fade, and swung at Alto.

Finally, Alto fell back, panting, as King signalled his robot to stop.

[b][color=yellow]"You're doing preeeeetty good,"[/color][/b] King said, helping him to his feet.

[b][color=aqua]"It's not good enough,"[/color][/b] Alto said.

He had to get strong enough to prevent a disaster like that from happening again. Perhaps it was forgivable to fail in such circumstances, but Alto could only consider the lives lost as a disgrace. 

[b][color=yellow]"Well I gotta get the robot to vacuum up all the tennis balls you cut so we're not starting back any time soon. Gotta watch out for the environment."[/color][/b]

The robot dutifully did as it was told. King was an enigma as always, even after the events of the tournament he never seemed to dwell on it.

[b][color=yellow]"You've got that look where you want to swing at me, what've you got?"[/color][/b]

And as always, he hadn't lost his touch when it came to talking in an annoying manner.

[b][color=aqua]"…You never think of growing stronger, do you?"[/color][/b] Alto said.

[b][color=yellow]"Oh, me personally? No."[/color][/b]

[b][color=aqua]"Hmph, I was right."[/color][/b] Alto said.

[b][color=yellow]"Well… don't get me wrong, getting stronger is great and all, but at a certain point it's not going to matter."[/color][/b] King said. [b][color=yellow]"When the threat gets big enough there's only enough strength you can have. When that day comes, I need everybody to be ready."[/color][/b]

Well, he did have a point. It seemed like he was satisfied with being as strong as he was and letting his tools make up for the difference.

[b][color=yellow]"Looks like the bot's done, let's get back to training."[/color][/b] He said.