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Wolfeite was there.

Watching.

Waiting.

Lace was sitting off on the side closest to Seraphanite's form, anxiously watching her Agent in the field. She had no doubt about Sera winning though, cause he was the best agent.

Even...even if his opponent was a senshi! She had to root for her agent! Because...WELL BECAUSE.

Enyo was not one to ignore anything that seemed important. That included meetings, gatherings, messages, and even rumors. But the whole 'let us have a fight between our agents and see who is the most adept' seemed a bit.. odd. Certainly it helped root who was weak and who was strong, but really, some agents, senshi or neraverse officer had a tendency to draw blood and well- not hold back.

Good for actual fights, less so for this event.

She'd decided however, risky decision or not, to attend. It was likely she'd see some senshi about and get a feel for some of the officers.
What Enyo did not expect was to see Lace and an unknown mauvian also in the stands. Perhaps this corrupt was their senshi?

"Lace?" She made it a question to not startle the dear. "And sir." She gave a nod to the other cat.
"I trust you have come to spectate? I must admit, the senshi there seems a bit- lacking in the physical attribute department."
Plus, the lack of weapons was also a bit of a concern.

Oh, another Mauvian! Even better! Tiberius fluffed up his tail even more and put on his best ingratiating expression, after all - he wasn't there to pick a fight. Even if they did seem to be gunning for the other dude, which was confirmed by the older bird's bizarre estimation of the sour b*****d. Was she looking at the same human he was? 200+lbs? 6'3"? Built like a brick s**t-house? 'lacking in the physical attribute department?' Okay.

"I came to watch the big lemon b*****d. He's got some nasty tricks." Tiberius chuckled, swiveling his ears a bit to capture sound. "Other guy doesn't look so bad either though...you say he's yours, kitten?" Lace, the biddy called her Lace. Best file that away.

"I'll tell ya a secret, senshi magic doesn't always beat weapons. I'm here watchin, but he's not mine. I know him well enough, work with him some. But really I'm just here for a good time. He wins, he loses, it's all the same to me."

"The name's Tiberius, by the way."

Kamacite wanted to watch, to see what Aue was capable of. He knew the other senshi was a well rounded fighter and could hold his own, but he’d never seen him actually fight, despite their training together.

He stayed in the shadows, as much as his uniform would allow. Wolfeite was there too, as was Tourmaline. Tiberius was chattering with the small black kitten that was there to watch. It was better that Kamacite kept to himself.

It was hard to hide the smile she had when little Lace began to stutter and darted behind her. She was such a sweet kitten. When the other Mauvian fluffed his tail however, Enyo hesitated, her own tail doing the same. Was there something to be alarmed about? Looking around them, (and noting the amount of people here to spectate,) she became a touch less fluffed.

"Lemon?" She said, eyes darting to the senshi once more. "Ah." He did have a sort of.. citrus theme didn't he? "He seems a bit hm, how to put it." A paw to her chin she tried to think of a polite way to say it.
"Well, he looks a bit like he's going to end up bleeding on the ground. Tricks or no, a blade has a nasty bite." The other mauvian seemed gentlemanly enough, and turning to look at Lace, she backed up, giving the kitten a tiny nudge to join the converation.
"Sera- he is one of your's Lace? I thought we only cared for the senshi." It was an honest remark, and blue eyes blinked at the duo.

"I- Forgive me for being ignorant, but, are was also responsible for agents? I mean, personally, I thought we were supposed to support senshi." They both seemed indifferent to this lemon child.
"Or is it a more personal preference sort of thing?"

In some regards, Seraphinite really had no idea what the hell he was doing signing up for this thing. It was good training, he'd told himself after the curiosity of the initial sign-up had worn off. It was a good way to see what others were capable of, never mind his own areas he needed to do better on in his training.

But there wasn't denying the extra vein pulse in his neck as he clenched his jaw tight to see he was up against a senshi. For ******** sake, really? His shoulders rolled a few more times as he approached the ring, adding a few more of the miniature stretches now that a bit more irritation kicked into his system. Anger was one way to start a fight. But his body locked up from tension? That'd never help anything.

At least they paired him against someone more even with his build. Slightly evened things out, though Seraphinite slowly cocked a brow as he took in the lemons throughout the guy's uniform. Did Citrine know about this? These two met yet? It was an amusing thought at least.

He gave a nod to the rules that were set, hands flexing a final time before he drew out both swords at his sides. Just a question of how much this senshi relied on his magic over physical combat, and his range with that magic. Lemon juice hurt like a b***h in a wound, after all, so he wasn't anticipating a lackluster magic for this guy to draw on.

Before the round began though, he could hear Lace up in the stands, a corner of his mouth lifting slightly that the kitten had come to watch--though had he heard what she was saying, he might have actually really smiled. What did bring a bit more of that to his face, though, was catching sight of Jet in the stands. Been a while since they'd really been in a position to let loose and fight. Well. Might actually have to put a bit more effort in, if only to not give Jet something he could hold over his head.