The shallow crater in the corner of the court would be no deterrent. Misaki had known well in advance the dangers of entering into a competition where, to some participants, they may be nothing more than ants, but long tired was she of feeling it typical to feel so insignificant and unnecessary stemming from a lack of something to make her mark. She had been stern in warning Tokoha that they were walking into no ordinary tournament whilst recruiting the younger girl; this was no Cardfight tournament. This was war.
Might it have been fortunate they were against people she, from prior experience at least, were of the same calibre. Perhaps out of pity, in which case, she had her grievances, but couldn’t say she didn’t expect such a play.
“Wouldn’t you say they’re looking to clear out the small fry before someone winds up dead on the court? Pretty cold if you ask me,” she quipped, setting eyes on the older man across the net with a devious smirk. “Try not to pull something”.
@magatsudetective → @bloomingqueen → @grandsheltknight
“Come on, why do you have to single me out!” he said with a look of shock and exasperation, rubbing the back of his head with his hand
“Honestly how did I get roped into this...”
He had no desire to be here. He had no desire to play at all. When he was begged to help he assumed it would only be one quick game, and accepting was the easiest way to get it over with. Between the heat and the loudness of the beach, it was really just too annoying for him. If there was going to be any kind of sabotage it would probably be to his own teammate rather than to his opponents, but that would just lead to more trouble than if he’d persisted in turning it all down.
“Well, if you’re that eager, I guess I’ll have to get pumped up enough to match it.” he said, mostly a feign, but a bit of the competitiveness was real. “I really should warn you though,”
“Sorry, but I don’t play nice.”
@bloomingqueen → @grandsheltknight → genesismaiden
