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Some how hearing Ming-ming Maria saw the time from a large wall clock.
'Maybe I might have gone too far' she thought.

The light from her beyblade then disappeared. The color in her body then returned. Her beyblade without any command let itself fall into the wave making it stop spinning. She let herself lose there. Without Kai she had no energy to continue more.

She then removes her shoes and let out some water from inside. She then picked up her beyblade from the watery stage then bowed to Spencer, “I hope we become good team mates” she said with a bright smile.

{That is why I need an editor. All ideas no good way of telling the story. wo bu bu bu bu bu . Fine the struggles of roleplaying. Pm me please Do not crowd the forum with your rants that is never erased as said. Address your problems in Pm. }

((goddessanime: how does that answer my question about the 'her' mentioned in the red-text paragraph? And I really can't understand what you stated in your OOC post aside from the 'please address problems in PM' part...))


Again, an eyebrow shot up questioningly. What in blazes-? Robert thought, eyeing the board. Was Johnny...copying his moves? It certainly seemed so. Both times it had been essentially the same pieces and the same number of spaces. But he'd need a third move to be sure.

The lilac-haired teen reached out and moved his king's bishop three spaces diagonally to the left, to C-4.

Then he leaned back and waited for his 'opponent' to make his move.

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Success! Mariam thought triumphantly. Not only had she managed to finally get her blade to travel up the wall and on top of it, but it seemed her Sharkrash still had enough energy to run at least one-fourth the entire length of it - at the top, of course.

Smiling as she followed her blade - lest it drop on the other side and she'd have to jump after it - Mariam thought of ways to utilize this new move in the stadium during battles.

Would it be possible to recreate the movement, sans the wall? she wondered. And she suspected she knew the answer: if one's element happened to be air or wind, then it was possible. But hers was water; could it be done then?

She decided she'd just have to find out herself, either as soon as her blade went down, or tomorrow during the training session.

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Brooklyn felt in his coat pocket for the house key. He'd shared the two-storey bungalow-type building with Garland for a little over a year now. And he knew the pale blue-haired blader wasn't back yet.

Unlocking the door, the aqua-eyed teen swung it open inwards and flicked the switch on the wall nearby, flooding the main hallway with light. After closing the door and pocketing the key, Brooklyn stretched as he traversed the hallway. He was feeling a bit hungry, and so thought to have a snack.

And perhaps, afterwards, he'd train for a while in the training room they'd built in the basement.

::1/4 Former Majestics::

Johnny stared at the bored for a minute. He went through his options in his head, thinking he was starting to finally understand this bizare game. Then, after yawning, the crimson-haired teen reached for his queen and moved it forward on space. "So, Robert, what have you been up to lately?"

::3/4 Former Blitzkrieg Boys::

Tala rolled over in the bed, still sleeping.

"Where'd Tala go?" Spencer asked curiously. Bryan shrugged and looked around. It seemed the red head had let himself out. "Beats me." He replied. "It feels weird, not being on a team together..." Spencer said, lowering his launcher. "Yea, it kind of does. Though, Tala doesn't seem to mind the change." Bryan took a good look at Falborg before attatching him to the gun-shaped launcher. "Do you think our teams have a chance? I mean with Kai and Tala on a separate team. I can already see the finals.
Just for fun he did a bad DJ Jazzman impression. "This is it! The deciding match of the tournament. Everybody put her hands together for Tala and Kai!!" Spencer chuckled, "Are you sure it's not gonna be: Bryan vs Tala." The gray-haired teen shook his head no. "I sure hope not! I'd rather send Tyson out there to fight Tala. You know he'll be merciless as always, but even more so on us." Spencer nodded in agreement, "That's true..."

"To tell you the truth, I haven't been doing much of anything, aside from going around the city," Robert replied, studying the board. Looks like Johnny hadn't been copying him move for move after all; that was a relief for the violet-haired teen to know. "That's why I'm glad the tournament will be starting soon; it'll be something else to keep me occupied."

After saying this, Robert moved his queen's knight to C-3.

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"I think we'll stop for today," Kai said. He'd seen Hilary progress throughout the session, even if it was just a bit. "At least now you can control your blade. Unless of course...you want to continue?"

Hilary nodded quickly. Of course she wanted to continue. Just being able to control her blade...that was small change compared to what her teammates were capable of, and she didn't want them to not take her seriously, being a rookie and all.

"I want to see if I can get my blade to spin for more than 2 minutes, Kai," she said, inspecting the pale blue top for any damages; there were none. "I mean, I'm glad I was able to control it and all, but it was spinning only for around a minute, maybe only a little more."

"If you want to do that, then go ahead. I was merely making a suggestion."

In truth, he was glad to see her refusing to stop, even when she'd mastered control over her blade; in terms of determination and spirit, Kai hadn't made the wrong decision choosing her. In fact, it tied in quite nicely with Kai's plan: to get Hilary past the rookie stage and on par with say...Raul, or even Julia of F-Dynasty, in at most a week. If such a feat were possible, he'd make sure he'd be the first whose attempt would succeed.

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After swallowing the last of his orange juice, Brooklyn set the glass down and then rummaged in his pocket for Zeus and his launcher.

Time to train, I guess... the flame-haired blader thought, ambling his way over to staircase that led to the basement.

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"Oh, fudge..." Mariam muttered as she picked her way carefully up the large oak. Her blade had 'chosen' the wrong spot to fall off, landing in the tree and getting stuck in its branches...way too high for Mariam to reach just by jumping; she didn't think the rod she'd thought of using to dislodge the blade could reach it, either. So, here she was, climbing the oak tree.

"Ha!" She exclaimed, grabbing hold of her Sharkrash while maintaining her balance on the large bole she stood on. Note to self: make sure trees in next training area aren't too tall...

She jumped down, rounding up on her feet gracefully, and pocketed her blade. Perhaps she'd head back to where the Saint Shields were holed up - if Ozuma and the others were there already - and get some rest. She did have an early training session with her new team...

Rei-dark blue
Mathilda-red
Michael-green
Oliver- olive
Crusher-orange

"Hey Crusher, how's you sister?"Rei then asked Crusher.

"To a full recovery. She even wants to learn how to blade."Answered Crusher.

"So everyone" Rei then called out to his team mates, "Want to start ahead? Some already did."

Mathilda then nodded.
"Sure"replied Crusher.
"okay" said Michael.
"Fine with me" Oliver answered.

They then left the room together and walked towards the training rooms.
{Best I can think of}

"Ara~!" Hilary exclaimed as she watched her blade soar out of the dish. Everything had happened quite fast. First, the auburn-haired girl had been trying to get her blade to spin for two minutes or more; the next thing she knew, she was battling Kai. Of course, it had been more than a few minutes - probably around ten, since it took several tries for Hilary to get her blade to spin for the desired time - but to the girl, it seemed that mere seconds had passed.

She reached up and deftly caught her wayward blade, then glanced up at Kai, her eyes questioning.

Kai read the query in his rookie teammate's eyes and shoved down a smile that threatened to escape. Hilary wanted to know if she'd proved her worth on the team, if she was going to make a good blader...

And the answer was 'yes', though he did not let on. He was pleased with the results, to say the least. His goal seemed very much in reach now.

"You've been...training - though not much - on your own, haven't you?" Kai asked. If she hadn't, then what explanation was there - aside from her mental capabilities, of course - for her quickness in grasping the concepts needed to successfully manipulate one's blade?

Hilary was speechless, caught off-guard by the question put forth by the slate-haired blader, but she recovered wits soon enough. "I started...just last week, but I didn't know there was more to blading than getting your blade into the dish." This last part she half-whispered, embarrassed at her ignorance.

The crimson-eyed teen across the stadium gave only a small grin in reply, one that seemed to say 'Well, now you know,'; that mistake was understandable, anyway.

"While you have made progress in your stamina, speed, and general control," Kai went on, "there's still the matter of being able to really control your blade, to get it to switch between tactics - offensive, defensive, endurance - in the blink of an eye. And it doesn't matter if you don't have an auto-change base." he added that last part as an afterthought.

It was true; one didn't need an auto-change base when one could really control the blade. Kai knew this intimately, as his current blade had no such part.

"Anyway, we'll work on that tomorrow. If you want to,"

The ruby-eyed girl nodded. She was quite tired now, and wanted to rest up. "Okay, we'll do it tomorrow..." she said, just to emphasize her agreement to the arrangement. She pocketed blade and launcher and made her way down from the platform.

Kai followed suit, though he took a 'shorter' way - he jumped down from the platform. Then he led the way back to the door; perhaps it was time to head back home.

::1/4 Former Blitzkrieg Boys::

After an hour, the red-head finally woke up. He let out a long yawn, then sat up in bed. "Must have dozed off..." Turning his head, he looked at the clock. "Man, it felt longer than that. Oh well." With a push off his bed, the Russian stood and walked over to his shoes. Tala slipped them on with ease, and then opened the door. "I wonder what they boys are up too..."

Bored, Tala walked down the hall with his hands in his pockets.

::1/4 Former Majestics::

"It's kind of strange how they changed up the teams this year. I mean we didn't even get to decide what team we wanted to be on." Johnny reached forward and moved his queen ahead one space.

"Hm, I'll say... All the teams are all mixed up. We don't even know if we were chosen for our skill or just by random selection." Johnny put his elboes on the table, and stared at the board for a minute. He then moved the pawn on the far right ahead one space. Why do I still have that gut feeling that I'm about to loose?

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Tala continued walking around. There was really nothing else for him to do, except plan for tomorrow. Then again, there really wasn't that much for him to plan. He had been captain of the Demolition Boys and the Blitzkreig Boys. Training this team wouldn't be that different-- would it? I guess it wouldn't hurt to do some extra training. Maybe Bryan and Spencer are still in the training room. I'll go see...

Bryan already had the upper hand. His blade Falborg was pushing it's old ally Seaborg out of the dish. Though Spencer quickly put a stop to it by calling out his special attack. Seeing this attack coming, Bryan also decided to call out his attack. The two blades collide and sent eachother back to their owners. "Well what do you know; a tie." Bryan said, looking at Falborg in his hand.

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Lee's blade flew back to his hand. "I don't know about you two, but I've had enough for today..."

"Yea. We don't want to be over-exaughsted for the real thing tomorrow." Miguel added, picking up his blade and putting it back in his pocket.

Julia nodded. "Sounds good."

Tyson left the meeting room, and went outside. There he saw Lee, Miguel, and Julia. It looked like they had just finished training. He smiled, and continued walking.