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Finally.

Laughing to himself, Quint first smoothed his hair forward, a couple errant strands reaching high from his skull. Next that hand pointed at this arrogant person, I think I just caught my second wind. As his fingers curled into a fist, some knuckles popping as he did so, You call yourself a killer, but I have this thing where it's a huge hassle believing something without proof.

((lady and gentlemen... not that it matters. xD))

Cairo's left eye left Rohaun as he left and went back to Quint. The sly smirk he sported earlier slowly returned at Quint's courageous words.

"Fine... it's your funeral. Her worth in the world is has higher meaning then yours anyways," he said as he hopped from Yuriko's head to a position in front of Quint without the slightest bit of impact to Yuriko's melon.

Cairo bent his head left, then right to crack his neck then grasped his right wrist with his left hand. His left eye looked tensely towards Quint.

"Your life is now forfeit... I pray for your sake there is a such thing as god. For without one... you're not leaving here alive," he finished, waiting for his opponent to begin.

"Ugh. A measurement is just a measurement unless you're doing it with your legs..." Darocche's quiet voice echoed in the tunnel that he was trekking through. Beside him, his always-present robotic helper had its main lens exposed and a flashlight illuminating the straight and narrow path. Eventually, Darocche's eyes met a view that contrasted the dark, plain tunnel walls.

Heyyy! A light at the end-

Do NOT finish that little cliché. Just keep moving. I can feel some mighty powers up ahead. And since this is an arena, if any of them are fighting, it'll be worth watching.

Yeah yeah, okay. Just chill. Geez.

Darocche poked his head out of the tunnel's end, and peered around the vicinity. Yup, there was the ring in the center. Around the sides, there were many seats - Colosseum-style. All in all, there were one, two, three, four people. One of them sat in the stands, while three of them were in the ring. Of those three, two of the more powerful looking figures were getting ready for what promised to be quite a brawl. The other one...appeared to be that curvaceous girl that packed quite a hug.

Regular sensing won't be enough for this. I must see everything.

Sighing, Darocche closed his left eye for a moment. When he opened it, dark yellow replaced his usual black iris. Pulling his hat down some to hide this as best as he could, he made his way over to the person by the stands and took a seat beside him. His robot produced a conical base and rested by him.

"I read that this ring has a protection spell over it. By the looks of those two, I'm thinking that those'll be useful to have, hm?" He asked the stranger. His normal eye glanced over to him, while the yellow one stayed focused on the center.

yuriko snapped back into reality as soon as cairo stepped off her head. it had been as if a gray mist had fallen over her eyes and her muscles had gone numb. but now she was back.

noticeing that Quint and cairo wer squareing up, yuriko backed away
"seems this is your fight Quint" she said, slideing between the ropes " but i wont hesitate to jump in if you need help" she added with a small smile, before hopping out of the ring and makeing her way over to sit next to Vincent

" kick this guys a**" she said from the seat to quint giving him a wink

((sorry for not replying any sooner... i've been having some fun w/ friends lately and my B-day wasn't that bad yesterday. ^w^))

Cairo's left eye turned over toward Yuriko who was offering her services should Quint fall. Cairo wasn't one to kill beings that weren't meant to die so soon... but he had eliminated few before their time was to come. His bored eye went back to Quint, he surveyed his stance... looking for the same weakness that helped Yuriko prevail.

"..."

His eye suddenly opened wide, blood-shot and he suddenly vanished (or he appeared to vanish) and reappeared face-to-face only an inch apart from Quint. And from below, Cairo's right hand thrust forward into Quint's abdomen to push him backward.

"Unless you have haste... your life will wither and waste, weird human. I should hope your pride is still of your kind... or will you need rescue from that burly female?" He uttered plainly, but genuinely.

Cairo's eye strayed over towards the new entry, Tsuin, after his hand made contact. The man held a familiar aura, yet Cairo knew not who he was. Only one thing was for certain, after the match with Quint was concluded... he had definitely found someone truly worthy for his leisure time.

Haste? Quint asked, forced back into the turnbuckle. Cairo's attack, while just a tap, was very informative, especially so since Quint wasn't hurt by it! This man not only had an 'Extreme Speed' technique, the tell much more than what he'd get from Roan, but a pretty foul aura about him, a stench of effortless death. Gonna poke me to death if I don't keep up? "Might I remind if you become..fractious..you may not be poked, but you'll certainly be dead."

Then at least give me some intel..
Well the moment we found strange was when he--Cairo--dropped in. That feeling was like a force down, and what's weirder is they seemed to flux towards him, in and out.
Roger, don't make a shadow. It wouldn't be hard to sense the sarcasm, if one could hear it.

And don't call Yuriko burly! Quint already had it mapped, mostly. With his right hand going hot from the fire summoned from within, he formed a small fireball, it glowing a soft daffodil, in his palm. When Quint felt enough energy had been stored, he swiftly dropped it from the hand, it kneed into the air above the competitors shortly after. Inside the flame? Methane. But a controlled amount so that when it finally burned, reacting with the oxygen around, the light seeping into each nook and cranny of the floors and stands, it would sustain its brightness for a while to come.

I'd say she likes the sun as much as Bleu. Quint figured if this Cairo could see if someone was more worthy of life, he already knew who they were, right?