What does that dream mean to you?
He does not wait for an answer, he would get it through the force. He turns back to the woman.
"Is your dream always the same? Or does it offer much greater detail with each dream?"
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Darth Zeta
Zeta's face was lifeless as he listened to her speak. He turned to look at Zandor now who was shifting his feet.
What does that dream mean to you?
He does not wait for an answer, he would get it through the force. He turns back to the woman.
"Is your dream always the same? Or does it offer much greater detail with each dream?"
What does that dream mean to you?
He does not wait for an answer, he would get it through the force. He turns back to the woman.
"Is your dream always the same? Or does it offer much greater detail with each dream?"
WorldTyrant
"It usally is the same. Sometimes it's different, but I can't remember much of it." Lina shakes her head.
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Darth Zeta
"I see..."
He said nothing more to the woman, turning back to Zandor.
"Well, unless you want a poor quality fighter during the tournament, I suggest we get there on time, so that I can practice..."
He really didn't need to practice, he just wanted to be anywhere but there, plus he still needed to find out about that one hopper who seemed a bit out of place...
He said nothing more to the woman, turning back to Zandor.
"Well, unless you want a poor quality fighter during the tournament, I suggest we get there on time, so that I can practice..."
He really didn't need to practice, he just wanted to be anywhere but there, plus he still needed to find out about that one hopper who seemed a bit out of place...
WorldTyrant
Zandor nods and leads him through a series of short hallways, and outside to a large training ground.
Dora walks up to the chair, grinning. "Hello, master. I've come with good news..."
Dora walks up to the chair, grinning. "Hello, master. I've come with good news..."
Darth Zeta
Zeta nods to Zandor and then walks away from the two hoppers, giving them time amongest themselves. Zeta had some observing to due among other fighters. After all, he knew a lot of them would be practing, any wise fighter would.
WorldTyrant
Zandor sits down on a bench and rests his head.
A large figure comes out from behind the chair, it's body a towering 9 feet. Long arms come down to it's knees, large fists at the end of them. It's small head is connected directly to it's body, no neck. It's large chest spans 5 ft. and it's legs are large and heavy. It's made out of rock, it's purple, and it's eyes seem to glow an eerie red.
A large figure comes out from behind the chair, it's body a towering 9 feet. Long arms come down to it's knees, large fists at the end of them. It's small head is connected directly to it's body, no neck. It's large chest spans 5 ft. and it's legs are large and heavy. It's made out of rock, it's purple, and it's eyes seem to glow an eerie red.
Darth Zeta
As Zeta walks around he concentrates on the presence had once been distracted from, the hopper. That one hopper who just seemed really out of place.
He wasn't really paying attention to all the other fighters, just pretending to. He didn't even notice the large figure that had presented itself just then.
He wasn't really paying attention to all the other fighters, just pretending to. He didn't even notice the large figure that had presented itself just then.
WorldTyrant
(OOC The large figure is with Dora, who is currently 8 miles out of town in a giant rock...OOC)
Dora takes a step backwards and swallows. "It's about Zandor's fighter, he seems to be a push over."
Dora takes a step backwards and swallows. "It's about Zandor's fighter, he seems to be a push over."
Darth Zeta
ooc: gah, k, will edit tomorrow.
ic: Zeta shook his head, still concentrating on the hopper, his presence was still, but he could sense nothing more from him, nothing.
He gritted his teeth in frustration and continued walking.
ic: Zeta shook his head, still concentrating on the hopper, his presence was still, but he could sense nothing more from him, nothing.
He gritted his teeth in frustration and continued walking.
WorldTyrant
The large figure nods and looks down at Dora. "Then everything is ready?" It's voice was deep and cold.
Zandor watches Zeta carefully.
Zandor watches Zeta carefully.