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Default Re: Round I: Jiraiya [Eragon] vs. Clare [Hiraku Kazuma]

OOC: Good luck though.. something ells me I'm gona need it.

“Ho ho, Claire, hm?”

The voice echoed within the confines of he arena, lending a tone of perversion and interest to the already deafening chants of excitement, borderline impatient roars of the crowd, who clearly wished that the fight would just start already- an opinion voiced by more than a few members of it. However, the owner of this oblique comment did not appear; it almost seemed as though, at the last minute, cowardice had overcome him, and he had chose to back down, rather than face the fearsome claymore in battle…

Suddenly, on the opposing end of the arena, a bomb went off; not something destructive, or even particularly loud; however, the dark grey smoke it threw into the air was instantly eye-catching, encapsulating a small portion of the arena in dust, which hung unnaturally in the air.

“A beautiful name, for a beautiful woman;” that same, deep tone started once more, now clearly emanating from within the radius of the smoke bomb itself. Indeed, as he wind picked up once again, it peeled away the deception of the dust, revealing a figure who hadn’t been there before; a man who, judging by the mane of white hair which ran to his feet, seemed quite old, but who carried himself back straight an proudly; a man garbed in an odd crimson vest, open to reveal the dusty coloured robes beneath, and a pair o hands which bound in gauntlet-esque gloves, shieling the back, but leaving he palm bare; a man who rubbed his chin, whilst a certain grin and red, hand-shaped mark on his face old everyone why he was late.

In short, a pervert.

His teeth sparkled, as he turned his face towards the girl.
“Such a shame our first meeting has to be under these condition-“

Opening his eyes for the first time, Claire barely had time to seem them before they shrunk to tiny, pupil-less circles, their owner double-taking and jumping back, nearly out of the ring.
“This is a girl?!?” he mentally screamed to himself, as he observed her in mute horror.
“I knew I should have looked first, she’s not sexy--!!”
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