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 Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 12:26 am
He nodded, giving Talbot a determined expression.
"I know you'll br-bring it back. I-I trust you to." he said, "K-Knock th-the k-king's crown off!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 12:30 am
Talbot smiled back, nodding.
"I will do my best." with that, he stood, walking over to the door. He was still covered in small cuts, as well as the larger gash on his head, and his eye was much too swollen to be of use to him. Along with his torn shirt, it was a surprise that he still looked prepared for battle. His confidence was shaken, but his will and drive to win were still inside of him, and it showed.
"I'm ready to face the King." he said to the guard, an he was leaded out of the room."If you're ready, we can sneak you around and into the audience." Cherise said quietly to Arron.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 12:37 am
He nodded as he slipped on his normal boots. They felt much better on his feet than the ones he was wore to battle. Arron hoped Talbot would be alright & would follow Cherise.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 12:42 am
Cherise led Arron around a winding path through the arena, until finally they emerged into the stands, concealed by the amount of people in front of them. They were at the very back, but it was still possible to see the arena.
"Here we are."
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 12:48 am
Scanning the crowd, Arron was looking for someone. The bishop that forced him into hurting his friend. If he did find him, the poor magic user was going to get some choice words & maybe a fist to the jaw. The mechanic's reasoning was that if this bishop wanted to cause trouble for Talbot during their battle, he was most likely going to try meddle with the battle with the king.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 12:59 am
"Are you looking for someone?" Cherise asked when she saw Arron scanning the crowd rather than staring at the door Talbot would walk out of. The arena had been cleared of the unconscious warriors from before, and all of their weapons were cleared out as well. All that remained of the earlier battle were gashes in the ground, and spots of blood.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:02 am
He nodded.
"A-A bishop u-used a spell on me d-during the fight... I-I forced to-to do what th-they wanted..." he explained, "I-I don't want them s-sabotaging th-this fight." Despite the stammering, Arron's voice sounded angry & cold. He was very angry at the fact that incident happened.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:07 am
"You don't have to worry about that. The Black King isn't going to let anyone interfere with his fights. He never does. Besides, the person that was probably behind that trick in the first place was the Queen. She's got powerful magic abilities." Cherise explained simply, gesturing to where the Queen sat in the stands.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:21 am
Cherise could see Arron's large frame shake. Finding out that information made it ten times worse for him.
"...I-I'm not a puppet... or a-a t-toy. That... That was wrong! I hurt my friend because of that." he said, staring at the queen in the stands. He was livid, & wanted personal justice for that incident.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:35 am
"The Queen loves to do those kind of things. It was likely her idea, since the King prefers to see people fight head-on, one on one." Cherise responded. "Good luck trying to tell her how you feel though. I personally won't stand for it, so you'll have to get past me first." her voice had a bit of a warning tone.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:41 am
He shook his head in response, too tired & angry to warrant a reply. At that point, the mechanic only wanted his friend to successfully finish his mission so they could both go home. His stomach growled, from not having food.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:52 am
"Oh, it's starting." Cherise said, looking at the arena.Talbot entered into the arena, standing in the centre and waiting for the battle to begin. The crowd gave him mixed responses, some cheering, others booing. He was focused instead on the door the King would come from.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 1:55 am
The mechanic watched closely. He cheered, & hoped things would be alright.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 2:52 am
The whole crowd began to cheer as the other door opened, and out stepped the King with a big grin on his face. He was in his armour, and he had a large, lance-like weapon in his hand that he balance over his shoulder.
"Let the battle begin~!" he chuckled, then started to walk to the centre.Talbot held firmly to his sword, eye narrowing as he watched he King approach.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2015 2:59 am
"...I hope this goes well for all of us Boyo..." said the counterpart, "...If the going gets tough... should I step in?"
"...I-I don't know... maybe..." Arron mumbled watching the match.
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