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[@Punished GN][@Blizz]

[color=DeepSkyBlue]“That was some match, wasn’t it, Xolys?!”[/color] Olivia asked as she walked back into the reception hall, her partner once again nestled snug in her backpack.

[color=DodgerBlue][u]“Indeed it was,”[/u][/color] the small robot agreed.

[color=DeepSkyBlue]“I never would have expected Cindy to attack [i]me![/i]”[/color] Olivia continued. [color=DeepSkyBlue]“I guess I should probably move to the stands for our next match, huh?”[/color]

[color=DodgerBlue][u]“A most advisable decision,”[/u][/color] Xolys concurred. [color=DodgerBlue][u]“Yet, I fear with a prize as coveted as a Power Stone in the balance, our next opponent may still be determined enough to attempt an attack upon you even beyond the boundaries of the ring. I suggest we both be on our guard.”[/u][/color]

[color=DeepSkyBlue]“Right!”[/color] Olivia declared with a firm nod, while clenching her fist in determination. [color=DeepSkyBlue]“But now that we’re between matches, let’s see if we can find a reporter who’ll interview us!”[/color]

Setting out into the only slightly diminished crowd, the bluenette had only progressed a short distance when…

[color=DeepSkyBlue]“Oh wow!”[/color] Olivia exclaimed, rushing over to where three individuals were having a discussion. The first was an orange-haired young woman who appeared to be a sorceress of some kind, while the second was a slightly shorter and far more pissed off lady in a leotard who was waving around a wooden staff. However, Olivia barely noticed [i]them.[/i] It was the [i]third[/i] individual who had thoroughly claimed her undivided attention… [color=DeepSkyBlue]“You look just like Necroid 99 from Gearmantic Hearts!”[/color] she told the robotic, trench coated figure, looking up into his unsetting, glowing optics without even a hint of fear. [color=DeepSkyBlue]“He’s my second favorite character, after Xolys of course!”[/color] the bespectacled bluenette explained with a giggle/snort. [color=DeepSkyBlue]“I really like how his energy rifle sorta looks like an old Thompson submachine gun,”[/color] she rambled on. [color=DeepSkyBlue]“Especially how its drum magazine bears more than a passing resemblance to the Discs of Dayzothoth from…”[/color] her voice trailed off as she finally became aware of the others present. [color=DeepSkyBlue]“Oh gosh! I’m not interrupting anything, am I?!”[/color]