DeathMatch: Tournament of Blood

[Arrant]

Arrant started to stumble up, and after gaining his composure, immediatly got knocked back to the ground as Chrono landed on him. The wolf gave a loud gasp as he fell down, again losing conciousness as he hit.

[Gabag]

"Find the girl and the heretic!" Shouted the lead Crusader, and the others obeyed, scouring the Arena for any and all traces of them. What they found was minor.

[Shenzii]

Blaire stayed hidden and quiet as Chrono continued to sleep.

[Entaru]

Y came out of his room, hearing the commotion outside, and looked down the hall towards the scurrying Crusaders. 

"Find the girl and the heretic!" He heard one of them yell.  Y floated over to the Crusader with a look of, sincere, concern.

"Is there something I can help you with, gentlemen?"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono fell off the bed and woke up with a start. "Whats going on, where am I?!" He looked about the room and calmed down. "Oh... thats right... where is she?" Chrono looked about the room, but couldn't see her.

Sadly, Chrono had a habit of not finding things in plain sight.... even if they were right in his lap.

[Gabag]

Y came out of his room, hearing the commotion outside, and looked down the hall towards the scurrying Crusaders. 

"Find the girl and the heretic!" He heard one of them yell.  Y floated over to the Crusader with a look of, sincere, concern.

"Is there something I can help you with, gentlemen?"

"none of your concern..." Uttered the figure as he brushed past the android with a look of rage

[Shenzii]

Blaire jumped on Chrono and covered his mouth. "Shhh" she hushed as she let him go slowly. We need to stay quiet... There are men here for you, if it weren't for me being concerned you'd be dead right now.

[Arrant]

Arrant snapped awake, getting up slowly, feeling his head for injury. Seeing Blaire and Chrono nearby. he shook his head and leaned lazily against the wall. "Okay, am I bringing problems to this place or is this just the average day at work?" shaking his head, he pulled his rifle out and dropped the current clip, putting fire rounds inside. "Whichever it is, I guess I've got another unnoficial fight to start."

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono didn't notice Arrant, and only hugged Blaire, kissing her on the cheeck. I thought I would've lost you, yay for my big mouth!! he 'said' to her with a smile.

[Arrant]

Arrant said nothing more, shaking his head again as he walked down the hall and stood at the corner, monitoring for danger.

[Shenzii]

Blaire sighed and looked around. "Hey Arrant..." She said as she stood and ran to him. Chrono, Stay hidden.

[Arrant]

Arrant looked at Blaire, resting his rifle on his shoulder as she ran to him. "Need some help?"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

It was hard for Chrono to stay hidden, he was half naked, seething black flame, and reeked of musk while being near Blaire. So, he just sits there, waiting to be told to move by Blaire.

[Entaru]

"Well I suppose if its none of my concern then I wont bother.  Find the dragon on your own, you'll most likely not live to regret it anyhow."  Y stated smugly as he moved to exit the cells to find a nice seat for the upcoming battle.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

The nun dragoness, or 'holy one' as her "superiors" referred to as, had just finished meditating. While she was meditating, she had managed to supress her desires for the Heretic, Chro- no, just Heretic. However, she had a strong desire for honorable combat, which tipped her off that her subordinantes not only not believe in honor, they had a tendency to be over-zealous.

This would not be a problem if they didn't resort to killing as their first and only step to purge heretics... sadly, you could set a watch by them if they know a Heretic is nearby, always going AWOL nearly every hour. Luckily, the last hour she was within sight, but not this hour. So, she traversed the halls, looking for her subordinates before they go beserk again. "Sometimes I wonder why I even bother letting them supply me with back-up..." she mumbled as she rounded the corner, seeing at least two of her grunts attempting yet another assassination. Rage would have been seen coursing through her frame if it were made of her holy fire. "If you do not wish to be punished for over-zealousy, turn away from your hunt and return to your post!!" she caught whiff of Him and fought to keep her eyes on the soon-to-be-dead crusaders.

Losing her reasoning to instinctual attraction would be far from the best course of action right now...