DeathMatch: Tournament of Blood

[KittKat chunky~]

"oh, and i guess my sanity means nuthin'.... nah m' just jokin' Spike... your right, chances are the guards may not even know that your on the hit list... so i'l stay here..."  with that he kicked back his feet, leaning against the wall and snoozing..

[Arrant]

"Hold on Kitt, I need to get something. Look around for a phone, and when you find one call this number," Arrant handed Kitt a piece of paper. "Don't say anything other than you want an x64 Battlesuit and 30 bottles of vodka. Also mention my name. Ready to go, Spike? When we're done, we all need to meet up here." Arrant pulled the clip out of his rifle and put a red clip in, checking to make sure nothing is jammed.

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt took the paper without opening his eyes... "battlesuit... vodka... i gotcha.." with that he continued to snore lightly, tail swishing lazily...

[Armalite_]

"Ready as I'll ever be." Spike replied, holding the bat in his right hand.

[Arrant]

Arrant slowly opened the door, and looked around for guards. Seeing none, he kicked the door open and sprinted to the nearest corner, crouching next to it.

[Armalite_]

Spike watched as Arrant sprinted down the hall and stopped near the corner. He turned to look back at Kitt. "Stay here. We'll be back soon...and don't forget to close the door behind me." Knowing Kitt well enough, his words meant nothing. Spike looked back into the doorway and without looking cautiously he walked out into the hallway nonchalantly with the bat resting on his shoulder. He walked up beside Arrant and squatted. Spike leaned over to one side to look around the corner and down the hallway. With no guards in sight he leaned back and nodded to Arrant before standing back up and silently hurried down the hallway, gesturing for Arrant to follow.

[Gabag]

A Single guard walked past Spike and Arrant, waving hello as he whistled past with his steaming cup of coffee. (don't assassinate he's not shooting you or kicking you!)

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt opened one eye, watching Spike.... as he walked out Kitt kicked the door closed with one foot, leaning back against the wall, stretched out on the bed......

"bored, bored, bored..." 

he picked up one of Spikes knives, flipping it, handle over blade a few times.... boredom already setting in... he looked over to the door...
"meh.. i'l make that phonecall for Arrant... keep my mind of boredom for a while...."

Kitt pulled out an old cellphone, dialing the number on the paper arrant had given him, placing the order he sighed, twiddling his tumbs.....

"wow.... soooo bored......"

[Arrant]

Arrant watched as the guard walked past him and Spike. When the guard was gone, Arrant stood up and started walking down the halls toward Blaire's cell.

[Armalite_]

Spike smiled and saluted the guard as he passed. He followed Arrant down the hallway. "How do we even know if she's in the cell? What if she's not?" Spike asked as they walked.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono stopped trying to call her since she wasn't answering. He took all of the armor pieces and put them in a satchel while he walked out of his room. He was going to walk to Blaire's cell which was just... right next to his own?

"Huh..." he then heard footsteps from behind, and turned to see Spike...

Spike was all he needed to see to get riled up, he wrapped his arms in fire and got on the defensive. From all hes known about Spike, he killed Blaire and still hasn't recieved 'punishment' for it.

[Armalite_]

Spike stopped in his tracks just before he and Arrant reached Blaire's cell. Chrono was in their way and from what he could see, he was still upset about the last match. Spike narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. "What's your problem, buddy?" Spike blatantly asked, having no time nor the intention to fight the dragon.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono was not in the mood to talk, Blaire was asleep, and wouldn't interfere with what needed to be done. Chrono belched a black flame that almost encompassed the entire room save for the walls.

[Armalite_]

Spike immediately hit the deck. He didn't want to fight. He knew what consequences would take place but the fox was getting agitated. "You idiot! you're going to get us and Blaire in more trouble than we already are!"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono started to get angrier that Spike was still alive, and his rage leaked out as heat. However, when most of this heat would be absorbed and contained by his 'armor', it quickly makes any metal in the hallway reach temperatures of over 300 degrees and as well as deforming plastic.