White Trickster Rabbit
I'm going to roll all 6d6 in this post and we can react back and forth!
Admittedly, Zach hadn't been training for this particular event for any appreciable amount of time. The fact that he'd been an active senshi for the past year and a half, to him, was training enough. After he saw the ad in the local paper, Zach knew he had to try out this course just to try and impress his girlfriend in a stereotypical male display of physical prowess and testosterone. He immediately went out to the shops and replaced his beaten-to-hell running shoes with a new pair that didn't sport holes in the soles where ventilation wasn't supposed to be.
And old but well-loved tank top and some athletic, tight-fitting jogging pants completed the look. Nervous and excited, Zach stood near the beginning of the course, waiting for his turn to run it. The crowd standing around the edges of the course, fenced off in safer areas, was a healthy number. People cheered and shrieked, some jeering at the less successful contestants. Would he make it through to the end? This was only the qualifying round, after all!
Sun high in the sky and with a well-hydrated body, Zach rocked back and forth on his heels, trying to keep busy while he waited. Peering out into the crowd, he tried to spot the familiar blonde.
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Meanwhile, tucked in Melody's cross-body bag, Itsuki poked his head out from under the flap. "Psst, Melody-san~ Do you think people would hear me if I shouted GANBATTE~!? Maybe I shouldn't do that? Still, Zee-chan always wanted to be a knight or a ninja or something. Maybe this will be a good time to watch him not break his face off, right? Fufufu~"