WAOA Arena
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Gold swats the foot aside, his metallic arm probably giving rex the feeling he should have worn socks to bed. (Trying out metaphors. Hows that one?) he muttered "well, either wake up or stop fighting me when I try to make sure you don't drown in your own puke. Ass."
Gold walked over to the dining area of the lounge and poured out a glass of water. "its no problem. You wake up very calmly when compared to Sheldon. Guy likes to try and spear his... Awakener? Waker? Sleep depriver? There a word for that?" he walked back over to Rex and offered the glass.
Gold chuckled. "yeah, thats how sheldon puts it too. Listen, I need to apologize about before. I kind of cheated in that fight."
"not exactly a fair fight, which is what you expected, when I can whip out six guys to kill you before you get to me. And besides, we're gladiators right? We're supposed to make the fight 'look' even at least. No one at home would think it was fair if I had you going 7 on 1."
Gold shrugged. "I figured they gabe us room and board for free. Hell, you'd have to actually kill people to get that deal where I'm from. Maybe I just want to keep the deal for a while."
In the arena, a large formation of men equipped with one-handed weapons and swords stood ready, with a line of knights in plate armour in front of them. They joked and laughed with eachother as they saw Hellosh enter the arena alone. Along the rim of the arena, on a ledge, were multible machine gun emplacements covering the arena.
When Dromaeus stumbled out of his vita-tube after being crushed by John Saber's rock punch, he had smashed his fist through the plaster on the wall in a terrible rage, and uttered a raw bellow of rage at the human's incompetence that had cost him the chance to take the Meta down with him. Now, days later, he stalked back and forth in the lounge, brooding silently.
James was down in the arena, having requested a simulation to train in for as long as there were no fights organised. He ran through a series of katas in the middle of a Roman amphitheatre, kicking up sprays of sand from the floor as he stormed through the maneuvres.
James was down in the arena, having requested a simulation to train in for as long as there were no fights organised. He ran through a series of katas in the middle of a Roman amphitheatre, kicking up sprays of sand from the floor as he stormed through the maneuvres.