Post by Dian Xin on Nov 2, 2017 16:24:25 GMT -5
Dian Xin stood before the arena, craning his neck upward to take in the whole of the large building that was known for holding the Tenkaichi Budokai, as well as being notable for being one of the largest martial arts arenas in the whole, wide universe. The masterfully crafted building shone with a certain glamour in the tropical sunlight, causing Earthling pride to ooze from Dian Xin's hybrid heart. The demon halfblood could scarcely imagine what the arena was like during the on-season; even now, in a time where there was no big event and only a build up to such, there were people buzzing about the tournament grounds. Vendors, workers, and even tourists like himself rushed about, going any which way, each with their own business to attend to.
The red haired hybrid realized how much he ought to have stood out. Wild red hair, purple-ish eyes, and clothes and a weapon adorned him that identified him as some sort of drifter-fighter. A stark contrast to the tropical print shirts of the tourists, or the more official, plain wear of the assorted employees that were milling about. A fever of excitement shot through him; perhaps one day he might stand upon that stage and draw the eye of the galaxy at wide.
He turned away from the arena, leaving such thoughts to another day. For now, however, he was going to tend other matters. Dian Xin meandered around the arena grounds, sword hanging from his side. The world buzzed around him, and in the shadow of the arena, the demon blooded hybrid felt unusually small.
Eventually, the fancy took him to go to the sparring rings. It did not take him long to find the sparring grounds: a loose assortment of 'rings' meant for casual martial artists to spar in, or at least get some practice in during downtime. Dian Xin milled about; a few human martial artists were going at it, but nothing particularly exciting. For now, he stood idly by and watched, mulling over the idea of jumping into a match once one came to an end.
Dice: 3d43
EXP: 1,130
Powerlevel: 5,650
HP: 645
The red haired hybrid realized how much he ought to have stood out. Wild red hair, purple-ish eyes, and clothes and a weapon adorned him that identified him as some sort of drifter-fighter. A stark contrast to the tropical print shirts of the tourists, or the more official, plain wear of the assorted employees that were milling about. A fever of excitement shot through him; perhaps one day he might stand upon that stage and draw the eye of the galaxy at wide.
He turned away from the arena, leaving such thoughts to another day. For now, however, he was going to tend other matters. Dian Xin meandered around the arena grounds, sword hanging from his side. The world buzzed around him, and in the shadow of the arena, the demon blooded hybrid felt unusually small.
Eventually, the fancy took him to go to the sparring rings. It did not take him long to find the sparring grounds: a loose assortment of 'rings' meant for casual martial artists to spar in, or at least get some practice in during downtime. Dian Xin milled about; a few human martial artists were going at it, but nothing particularly exciting. For now, he stood idly by and watched, mulling over the idea of jumping into a match once one came to an end.
Dice: 3d43
EXP: 1,130
Powerlevel: 5,650
HP: 645