His impatience was growing with every moment that passed. He was too much in a hurry for the tournament to begin, he knew that his impatience could do nothing for him, so there was no use for it. He clenched his teeth together once more, not evidently shown though.
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Darth Zeta
He was unfamiliar with both species, but he would find out about them soon enough. He walked after Zandor, keeping in stride with him, still concentrating on Dora.
His impatience was growing with every moment that passed. He was too much in a hurry for the tournament to begin, he knew that his impatience could do nothing for him, so there was no use for it. He clenched his teeth together once more, not evidently shown though.
His impatience was growing with every moment that passed. He was too much in a hurry for the tournament to begin, he knew that his impatience could do nothing for him, so there was no use for it. He clenched his teeth together once more, not evidently shown though.
WorldTyrant
(OOC Rats. I can't find a reasonable picture of Durahan, looks like I'll have to cut him out. OOC)
An assitant Hopper runs up to Zandor and Zeta. "Sir! Our warrior, the Durahan is ill, he can't fght in the tourament. You'll have to find someone else!"
Zandor nods and the assitant runs off. "Change of plans. Would you mind spliting the prize money 50/50 with someone else?" He looks to Zeta.
An assitant Hopper runs up to Zandor and Zeta. "Sir! Our warrior, the Durahan is ill, he can't fght in the tourament. You'll have to find someone else!"
Zandor nods and the assitant runs off. "Change of plans. Would you mind spliting the prize money 50/50 with someone else?" He looks to Zeta.
Darth Zeta
"You can keep your money.."
Zeta said as he continued to walk with his hands clasped behind his back.
"I have no use for it anyhow, I'm more in it for the fight. For the taste of blood, and not my own, mind you..."
Zeta said as he continued to walk with his hands clasped behind his back.
"I have no use for it anyhow, I'm more in it for the fight. For the taste of blood, and not my own, mind you..."
WorldTyrant
"Does the mean you don't even want the prize money?" Zandor walks along side him, giving him an odd look.
Darth Zeta
"That is indeed what I said..My prize is in the blood I will shed before my own two feet..."
He continued to walk, noticing the odd glances Zandor was throwing at him.
ooc: third thread? lol
He continued to walk, noticing the odd glances Zandor was throwing at him.
ooc: third thread? lol
WorldTyrant
(OOC I've seen RPGs that went with one thread, but had over 1000 posts. :b OOC)
Zandor shrugs and heads over to Moo.
(OOC Sorry for the short post, I'm in a bit of a hurry. ^_^; OOC)
Zandor shrugs and heads over to Moo.
(OOC Sorry for the short post, I'm in a bit of a hurry. ^_^; OOC)
Darth Zeta
ooc: I can see this thread getting quite large.
ic: Zeta narrowned his eyes, though Zandor didn't see it. He was done observing the area, now he wanted a place to rest.
Zandor, where are the sleeping quarters here, I think I shall depart for now. I need rest so that I am prepared for the tournament.
ic: Zeta narrowned his eyes, though Zandor didn't see it. He was done observing the area, now he wanted a place to rest.
Zandor, where are the sleeping quarters here, I think I shall depart for now. I need rest so that I am prepared for the tournament.
WorldTyrant
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Zandor then begins a quiet conversation with Moo.
Zandor then begins a quiet conversation with Moo.
Darth Zeta
Very well, I shall see you later then.
He turned to find Darbock standing jsut behind him, he said nothing to Zeta. He merely turned around toward the opposite direction, Zeta followed him, not questioning the hopper's silence as he followed behind him.
He turned to find Darbock standing jsut behind him, he said nothing to Zeta. He merely turned around toward the opposite direction, Zeta followed him, not questioning the hopper's silence as he followed behind him.
WorldTyrant
Darbock leads Zeta to the guests quaters. "Here you are."
(OOC I'm to lazy to descripe it. :lol OOC)
Darbock turns to leave but then looks back at Zeta. "Good luck tomorrow. I'll be on the same team as you, try not to ki|| TO many people." He grins slightly, then in another moment he's gone.
(OOC I'm to lazy to descripe it. :lol OOC)
Darbock turns to leave but then looks back at Zeta. "Good luck tomorrow. I'll be on the same team as you, try not to ki|| TO many people." He grins slightly, then in another moment he's gone.