(( OoC: Okay, so I haven't been around much lately, but I'm back for the moment. Just so everyone knows, I was last around when Deity went on his rampage, so that's when Marius left. He's trained, and now he's returning for the impending tournament. Just so ya'll know. ))
Marius, once again, found himself walking through the dense northern forest of Canada, a forest which would eventually lead him to an outstanding bit of architecture he'd left not long ago. Club Orion. He knew that what had happened after deity went crazy, had not been good, but it seemed, for the moment, to be over now. Marius had not fled as a coward, but rather to better his powers. He would be of mere use to anyone who called upon him for aid. So, instead of failing one who's help was needed, he would prepare himself for the next time.
His bright cerulean eyes took in the darkness shrowding him as he hovered forward through the dense trees. The momentum of his body through the air caused his long black hair to flow out behind him in strands as he grew ever nearer to the tower. He could sense the power of the area rising, characteristic of the gathering which had taken place at the building.
Finally, with a soft thud, his feet touched to the ground as he strode forward into the large clearing that was Club Orion. He could see the giant glass roof of the hot springs, and the mammoth tower stretching hundreds of feet into the sky. Quickening his pace, he stepped up to the door and pulled on them, stepping into the bright inner sanctum of Club Orion.
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