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[b][u]Thaum: Coliseum[/b][/u]
[i]"I think I just fell for you." Lucien not knowing what to do next struck a silly pose.[/i]

Robin blinked twice before an amused smile slowly spread across her features. Well, this was new. After having been treated to [i]“ey baby are you from outer space because your ass is outta this world"[/i] negs, somebody actually had the gall to say something (equally cheesy but) less infuriating. She beamed at the summoner after glancing at her friend, instantly making the connection that Lucien was one of the new guys Lute was supposed to tour around; Robin made the split-second decision to tuck a loose curl behind her ear and then waggle her fingers playfully at Lucien. “Good luck getting back on your feet, darling,” She replied mischievously as their group was ushered away by Jeff. She held back a laugh before turning around and heading back to her seat, which had remained empty seeing that she stuck one of her daggers upright on it; a clear challenge to anyone who wanted to steal the space.

Lute listened on carefully as Jeff explained the finer details of the competition. So magic was out, no big deal- [i]“EXCUSE ME!? ‘No big deal’, he says. Oi mister, if I hadn’t been around half of your life, you wouldn’t be alive to see this day! So respect me!”[/i] Delilah took his thoughts as though they were barbs dipped in poison and gave the poor man a headache. Although truth be told, he couldn’t fully concentrate what with their team having a half-assed name ([i]"The Blobfish Avengers. Watch out, they’re dangerous,”[/i] Delilah accurately joked), and the moniker itself was given by the dude who ordered the poor Ms./Mr. Blobfish for lunch. What a travesty! 

He walked over to where the equipment was stored with Aria in tow, and exchanged his jacket for the (eek, smelly!) slightly damp armor, immediately wishing he didn’t as soon as his nose came in contact with the underarm seam. Lute wasn’t sure his mano y mano skills were good enough for him to be entering in this bloodbath, but hey, it was a team effort and maybe he wasn’t going to weigh the others down. 

“You know, we could always quit and just eat lunch. I can cook your favorite dish,” The virtuoso told Aria, sweeping his head to the opposite side when he felt the chest armor droop. Wait, it was padded, wasn’t it? Lute twirled to the side only to see cotton balls oozing out of a burst seam on the right side of his waist. He can’t change anymore since there weren’t any more outfits his size, and if he used a clothing size that was bigger he’d take longer to readjust it to his form. Just great. Lute blew his cheeks out in disdain, tried to block out the smell of blood, sweat and body odor, then glanced at Jeff.

Why did the gladiator keep looking at him like he was expecting something? No, worse; like Jeff was comparing Lute with [i]someone else[/i]. Someone more [i]badass[/i].

In any case, the lot of them was ushered inside cage number 3. Lute took their entrance seriously, his eyes raking the other nearby cages to see the other teams. Everyone seemed to be burly, and he was just glad they had Moira on their side. 

Delilah instantly had his attention pinned to the snarls reverberating from the adjacent cage. He couldn’t see anything in the darkness, but… Lute clapped his hands repeatedly, closing his eyes and building a mental image of the thing(s) in the darkness, which was actually pretty hard since the noises they were making kept messing up his effort. Like a pulse, the sound he created washed over their form, showing him straight, muscled legs, open jaws, upright ears-

“Oh, wolves,” Lute declared. “A pack of them.”
Just if anybody wanted to know.

The gates facing each respective team swung open and indeed, a [url=http://www.worldsofimagination.co.uk/800px-Wolves.jpg]pack of wolves[/url] sprung out, baring their teeth and snapping at the humans.

“Aria, I think lunch is out. Maybe dinner. With my sister? Hopefully we don’t get eaten first,” The virtuoso swung the sword he had chosen and braced.