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The stands at which the audience, most of them captive against their will, and those who actually want to watch the fights without joining them will be watching from the outer stands.

Anyone can post here but considering the battles take place at different times of the day, you will need to add this and state which battle you are watching at the time.

Currently Viewing: (List which battle you are watching.)

Those who know the fighters are free to come and go from the stands as they please.

(Yes, I know this has battlefield but we're ignoring that and still using the cell games arena, deal with it.)

Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2021 7:05 am

Currently Viewing: Rowser vs Bashmu

“Ex-excuse me,” Damien stated awkwardly trying to wade through the stands to an open seat near the front. “Coming through,” the boy warned an already heavily intoxicated gentleman who was obviously upset with the match up. “What the hell is this loser doing on stage,” the gentleman yelled before turning his attention to Damien glaring at the boy with violent intent. “Well, that was not very nice of you,” Damien said nervously looking back at the drunk guest. “Buzz off kid,” the man complained loudly turning his attention back to the stage. The boy was happy to oblige nearing his intended destination before he heard something hit the ground nearby. Popcorn spilled everywhere, ‘oh no.’ He looked back at an elderly woman with sadness in his eyes. “I am so sorry, madam. Let me get you a new one,” Damien insisted after the tragedy. He had committed the ultimate sin, the snackccident. The elderly woman covered her mouth chuckling. “It is no problem sweet boy. Do not worry your little heart about it. Go – go sit,” the old woman pulled a burrito from her purse and had quickly moved on from the popcorn. Now that was impressive, Damien nodded his head in respect. That was the type of old person he aspired to be. This old lady knew what was up!

Finally! Damien plopped down into the seat beneath him finally arriving at his destination. Whew, that had been a lot more effort than he had originally anticipated when choosing the seating. The important thing was that he had his snacks and was ready for the fight! Rowser needed all the support that he could get. Damien wondered if anyone else from the team planned on joining him today. Ehh, it was probably best not to dwell on such things because Damien would be supportive enough for all of them for his best friend! Nachos with extra cheese? Check. Hot dog? Check. A bag of chocolate candies? Check; oh and the soda! Extra check! The trip had been a particularly difficult balancing act, but Damien had managed to pull it off! And just in time, Rowser had come out onto the stage as he had sat down in his seat. “Woooooo, Rowseeeeer,” Damien yelled loudly waving his hands in the air wildly trying to get his friend’s attention.

In good Rowser fashion, there was a lot of bravado and already a few… mishaps? There appeared to be a lot of talking, which did not come as a surprise really… That was until his opponent threw something into the air. “Rowser – Less talking and more shooting,” Damien called out trying to motivate his friend. The last thing Damien wanted was for Rowser to get too banged up during this encounter. Good thing he planned ahead (Actually, it was the suggestion of Yumeko) and inside of his backpack, he brought some medicinal rubs and bandages! From the backpack which was now slumped on the floor in front of him, Damien pulled out a miniature flag with Rowser’s face plastered onto it that he bought from a souvenir stand out front. “No matter what I know you will make Team Dreamy proud! Give it your best buddy,” Damien shouted with a big smile while waving the little flag back-and-forth. ‘Armor,’ Damien thought quietly to himself. It reminded him of their encounter during Grimm class where the boys had collided with one another. Rowser could certainly take a considerable amount of damage without breaking a sweat but as the victim of that collision, Damien could confirm that it did not exactly have the same feeling of someone wearing a suit of armor. Rowser went on the attack going into personal range combat, “Woooo! Yeah, you got this buddy!” Just like that, Damien had forgotten his train of thought and was back to being immersed in the outcome of this tournament battle.

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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2021 5:23 am

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While normally one to partake in combat both sparing and otherwise, Ocho found himself requiring other such outlets given recent events. Survival Class, while he and his team had passed, showed him that he still left much to be desired when it came to leading his team. Damn it all! The Octo-boi was everything he thought a leader was supposed to be. Stern, short, demanding. Caring, kinda? What more could an underling want?

In the interest of taking a load off, Odin decided to simply partake in audience'ing some fights. There weren't any in particular he cared for, so after accumulating an abundance of snacks he'd make his way to a seat. Bottom two arms held a bucket of popcorn, the next two held a hot dog and a pretzel, the next two held a drink and an empty hand, and the top two hands remained free. Despite sitting down his height and disheveled, light pink mohawk blocked the view for a row or two behind him.

Clearly, by the amount of snackage he held, he was here for the long haul. Ottis knew very little of the combatants, but he wasn't about to pass up an opportunity to hopefully watch some good fights. A ruckus nearby caught his attention, however. Some student bumping into people and spilling some popcorn before sitting next to him. Ocho thought nothing of it until the boy began to cheer for a “Rowser”. The kid introduced for the fight. “Hmm...” He thought, “I've never heard of these two but that Hydra guy looks familiar...”

Shaking the thought for now, Ocho glanced to Damien. Something about the boy'd enthusiasm forced a smile on his face. “That kid's a friend of yours, I take it?” He asked, casually striking up a conversation as he began to work on his snacks beginning with the hot dog while it was still warm. "He's got a lot to learn, looks like."

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Watching: Rowser vs Bashmu

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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2021 3:53 pm

Currently Viewing: Rowser vs Bashmu

“Huh,” Damien looked up while being addressed by the person sitting next to him. “OH hey,” the boy grinned extending an arm to greet the person. Damien was always willing to make a new friend and never judged by appearances, “That is one rocking hairstyle. I love the color!” He grinned happily, regardless of whether Ocho participated in the handshake or not. “Yeah,” Damien stated excitedly, “Only my best friend! I do not think our team took him seriously when he told us that he decided to sign up for the competition. I am here to one-hundred percent support him no matter the outcome.” He chuckled a little in response to Ocho speaking about their (or rather Rowser’s, at the moment) lack of experience. “Don’t we all,” Damien questioned without any sort of malignance in his voice, only genuine curiosity. “We all come to Beacon to learn… My team – we are all first years too. We have a lot to learn, but I have no doubt that he will be a Grade A hunter by the time we graduate. What he lacks in experience, he makes up for in heart,” the boy sounded a little sad by the time he reached the end of his little speech. He secretly wondered if the four of them would stay in touch after everyone grew up or would they just grow apart over time?

Shaking his head wildly from left-to-right, the boy was trying to bring his attention back to being in the moment where it belonged. Damien surveyed the area around the other boy making a particularly important observation, “I see you are a big fan of food. I, myself, am also a big fan of food. Mind if I trade you some of my candies for a piece of your pretzel? Or would you prefer the nachos?” The boy lifted up the container of tortilla chips and ground beef covered in a creamy, cheesy liquid for Ocho’s viewing pleasure. “The pretzel in the nacho cheese,” Damien practically drooled speaking about the beautiful concoction before moving his hand up to his mouth making a chef’s kiss motion.

Quickly turning his attention back to the stadium floor, there was movement! ‘Yes, go get ‘em,’ the boy jerked his arm in a firm motion back to his side. Damien felt excited to see that Rowser’s shots were on target. A stroke of good luck for his friend finally! Then, the bullets suddenly bounced off some sort of unseen forcefield that must have been created by his opponent. As the shots made their way back towards his friend, Damien got visibly upset. “Noooo, dangit, you almost had him,” the boy was obviously getting very invested into the hype atmosphere. “Aw, man. Good try, good try,” the boy said boisterously… “Now dodge!”

“So, what about you? What brings you to the stands? You a student at Beacon too?” Damien questioned relentlessly turning his attention back to Ocho. Hey, friends did not make themselves you know!

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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2021 1:57 pm

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“Pick a hand and Imma slap you with it.”

Previously viewing: Rowser vs Bashmu
Currently viewing: Garret vs Lyosha

This one had an interesting way of looking at things, that much was certain to Ocho. The octo-lad wasn't used to such optimism. But he did respect Damien's dedication to and support for his teammate and friend. “Indeed...” he admitted in response to them all having things to learn. The sting from Survival Class still lingered in his mind as he felt he failed his team. Fuel for the fire. He'd become the greatest leader Beacon had ever seen, he was sure of it!

When Damien asked to trade food, Ottis took inventory of his various snacks. The amount of time it was going to take to consume them all, surely the pretzel would go stale. Using two of his free hands, he broke off a large piece of his pretzel to offer Damien while accepting some nachos from the boy. Then came the question, what brought him here? “I needed to get away for a bit. See how some others fight so maybe I can learn some new tricks.” Ocho turned his head to address Damien directly rather than the passive way they'd been communicating so far. Though, to be fair, there was a fight to watch. “I'm Ocho. Leader of team OhHaiMarK.” He extended one of his hands for a shake.

His attention would return to the arena floor to witness Rowser knocked from the ring. “Tough break. Kid's got some guts, though.” His brows furrowed together when he heard Aya's name mentioned. That's where he recognized Bashmu from. He'd have to take note and possibly inform Kuro. “Sorry about your friend, but it looks like he'll be alright. Stickin around to watch some more?”

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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2021 10:35 pm

~Pricsilla Catnip~

Watching the Match of: Garrett Vs. lyosha

"Tabby SenpAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII~!? Where are you Tabby Senpaiii~?" Little foot steps had lead one young girl into the festivities that Beacon In search of an important person. One as rambunctious as the person in question, young Priscilla was there on her day off, with the intentions on visiting someone. So far, she was unable to find them, but that was of no issue. There was rarely a day she had time to herself. so this was cool!!! Bouncing her tiny steps, her weapon tambourine was in it's holster, bopping against her hip as she skipped along through the lush full crowds of people. "Woot awoot woo awoo~! People people!! Everywhere awoo awoo!!"

All this excitement and buzz had the tiny cat faunus completely excited herself. That much was obvious, given the out joyous sing songy behavior, and dancing along her way. "Awoo awoo!! Festaviiaty awoo! Tabby senpai I cano find you! Comy to Prissy awoo! Oh!!!!"
Losing track of her way, there was a big, pretty picture, and words she could only make a few out with. This was an advertisement on the arena! Trying her best regardless, her keen little eyes flickered with confusion. "Awee...na. ... com...po..tite eeon? What's this!!! Oh!! Excuse me miss, what's this funny picture saying!?" Directing her attention to a passerby, the old woman in question had pointed out just what was on the advertisement. Waving her tail in delight for the help, an idea had formed in her mind. "Maybe Tabby senpai will be there fighting!!" Her senpai loved to fight! "Thank you kind wooman~! Prissy is happy with you!!!"

Making a polite bow, and dashing off with a fare well wave, Priscilla had made way towards the arena. So far, no such luck on her goal, and after checking about, she had stopped for a break at the top of the stands where all the audience viewers of the fight was. "No Tabby senpai... Big sadness... But Prissy won't give up!!!" Yes, she was very determined. Taking a seat to rest her feet, all hope was never dashed away. In fact, the hope had gone up a notch at the current fighting below. "Oh!!" What... What was that man using!?!?!? Was that... A MOP AND A BROOM!?!? "Oh!!! Oh!!! A mop knight man!!!!" So much for the rest!!! Seeing the two in the midst of fighting, it didn't stop her from trying to hang at the edge of the stands, arms flailing in the air. "Mops for la win!!!!! Rah rah rah!!! " Did she know what was actually happening? Nope. She forgot all about what was said earlier on. This mop fighting had swept all understanding under the table!!! Rather then the two males fighting, she was actually cheering for the mop and broom.
"Mop and broom!!! Awo awooooo~! Mop mop mop!"

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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2021 6:41 am

Currently Viewing: Garret vs Lyosha

Damien gratefully accepted Ocho’s offering of the pretzel while extending the bucket of nachos in his direction for the exchange. He nodded while stuffing the pretzel into his mouth and chewing loudly. That seemed like a well-thought out and appropriate response to being here in the stands; truthfully, Damien did not really have anything planned out. His only intention was to support Rowser during his fight in the competition, and the boy had not thought beyond the moment what he might do with the remainder of his day. “It is nice to meet you Ocho,” Damien took Ocho’s out-stretched hand within his own shaking up-and-down wildly. The boy smiled brightly while responding, “I am Damien – Leader of Team Dreamy.” He made a clicking sound with his tongue while simultaneously pointing finger guns in the direction of Ocho with both hands. The boy paused for just a moment looking around and then turning to face Ocho spoke quietly, “Yume does most of the actual commanding outside of battle though.” Damien let out a hearty laugh. Ocho likely did not understand what the boy was saying, and it was a shame one of the boys were not here to laugh along with him. He loved that girl like she was a real sister but man, Yume could be quite intense.

“Aw man,” Damien said somewhat bummed watching his friend be knocked from the ring but at least, Rowser did not end up getting too hurt! “Rowser,” he bellowed loudly waving around the flag with his friend’s head on it excitedly. He might not have won the match, but he knew his friend tried his best! That was what was important! Damien had been too preoccupied to hear Ocho comment on Rowser’s overwhelming loss. He did look over just in time to see something curious. “Is something wrong,” Damien asked in confusion looking over to see that Ocho was clearly unsettled by something. Speaking of, he vaguely remembered hearing Rowser’s opponent mention something about Beacon. Was that it? Truthfully, he decided not to pay attention to the victory speech; the man was saying some really weird things. He should not be so disrespectful toward women; it was distasteful. Damien stuck out a tongue quietly mouthing the word, ‘yuck’.

“Hmm,” the boy thought quietly for a moment while shoving the hotdog into his mouth and taking a generous bite. Yumeko always told him that he should not respond while chewing and so, they sat in awkward silence for a few minutes before almost finishing up. Damien finally opened his mouth in response, “It is my day off today. I do not have anything else to do, so yeah! I am probably good for another match or so. I do want to hit up the carnival maybe later… deep-fried Oreos, lemonade, elephant ears… and stuff that isn’t food too… yeah, not just food.” The boy chuckled nervously and a bead of sweat ran down the side of his forehead. He was certain that his performance was less than convincing.

That was when a cute and tiny little thing showed up nearby cheering enthusiastically. She was cheering for the… mop? Damien looked down at the stadium to find the competitor with the mop. A dark and kind of baby-faced handsome man versus a colossus of a boy who looked familiar, though Damien could not quite put his finger on when and where they may have met. Hey, he did not have a horse in this race so throwing caution to the wind… He let the tiny wisp of a thing choose his champion. “Go mop-and-broom guy,” Damien yelled deafeningly before smiling at the small girl and waving hello.

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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2021 8:34 am

Ottis Odin Oklei Oakleigh Oakley Oaklee O'donnel Ottoman
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“Pick a hand and Imma slap you with it.”

Currently viewing: Garret vs Lyosha

Very strangely, Ocho found himself paying less and less attention to the fight and more to the company of this Damien. The boy's energy was...unique. And a breath of fresh air from Odin's own team. When questioned about something being wrong, however, he quickly shook it off. “No. It's fine.” The frown he wore slowly lifted into a grin. “In fact, I think I have some good news to take home with me now.”

The boy took his time responding to Ottoman's own question. Manners and such. Oaklee, however, had no such reservations. After chomping down a handful or two of popcorn, he responded inbetween bites. “Cernivul zounds fun maybe. Would'n wanna elephan'. Would'n 'at be shewy?” Finally he swallowed his food and took some of his drink to wash it down. “Also, what's an Oreo?”

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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2021 5:53 am

Currently Viewing: Garret vs Lyosha

“Good news is always superior to having bad news,” Damien nodded his head in agreement. He watched his newfound friend chewing while still trying to communicate. Other people may have found this off-putting but not Damien, he did not judge people by anything less than the quality of their character. In fact, this was his kind of people. He knew it deep down in his jellies. The only reason that he did not partake in this brazenly Neanderthal-like behavior himself was because Yumeko would probably have his soul if Damien ever gave the Shimizu family a bad name or embarrassed them publicly after taking him in or worse yet, her older sister. The thought alone sent involuntary shivers down his spine.

The boy smiled briefly before absolutely losing it bursting into laughter, “It is not a REAL elephant.” He shoved the hot dog into his mouth taking a generous bite and chewing while deciding how to describe the delicious concoction. Having finally finished chewing, Damien jumped into his explanation. “It is like… dough, and you make it look big and roundish,” the boy used his hands to emphasize the approximate elephant ear looking shape, “Then, they fry it and put all sorts of good stuff on top… Personally, I like to keep it simple with powdered sugar.” Damien nodded his head in approval of his own explanation. ‘That wasn’t terrible,’ he thought to himself with pride but after Ocho spoke again, the boy could not contain his shock. Damien gazed on in astonishment. An oreo? He had never head of an Oreo?! After a long pause, Damien wrapped his arm around Ocho’s shoulder with his arm outstretched gesturing into the vague beyond, “Imagine it. Two chocolaty wafers with sweet cream smooshed between them in the middle like a beautiful dessert sandwich my friend. When it meets milk… that is when the real magic happens.” His eyes were shining like a little kid in the middle of a candy store (or a Damien in the candy store) while talking about what he considered to be a delicacy. He gave a little squeeze to Ocho’s shoulder and gently tapped their heads together with a new goal in mind. “Hey,” he questioned pulling his head away ever-so-slightly, “would you care to join me?” He was excited inviting the boy out and sporting his usual broad from ear-to-ear, toothy grin.

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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2021 8:45 pm

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Watching the Match of: Garrett Vs. lyosha

Taking into account of the fight itself, Priscilla wasn't even paying attention to the fighters themselves. Who cared about the people!? The mop was the only thing her focus was on. This ongoing match however was reaching it's end more sooner than she had believed. Was there going to be more mighty mop powers!?!?!? Before Priscilla could have continued on the cheering train however, an unfamiliar voice had call her attention to their direction. Hm!?!?! Who dis boy!? STRANGER DANGER!!!!!!! STRANGER DANGER!!!! Almost preparing to ready the tambourine, the little girl awaited to see if they were to proceed near her with that cheering. When they hadn't, her tiny hand arose away from the "weapon," to make a wave in return. "Who mop and broom boy!? The mop alone should be able to take out the magic flying sand like "PHWAAAH!!!"
Looking back down to the fight itself, that was when she had noticed the actual people, her eyes like a deer in headlights by the fact that cleaning was not happening at all. "GASPA! Oh!! Them people!!! Prissy can't believe someone using it to fight!! Mops are to clean!! Well... Bloody sand means it can be cleaned, yes?" Having more been rambling to herself than anyone else, her ears had flickered back to the two boys, taking in their interaction. "Hopefully when senpai be found, we can have some canoodles on these stands with some fish and loveness!!!!" Wouldn't that feel so magical!?!? If only this little one knew that her senpai was on a mission. If only she knew.... Alas, there was a chance of finding that out at a later time... Well.... The moment she would finally give up on looking. As for when that would happen.... That was debatable.

No time like the present with current events at least. The fight below was drawing to a close, and with people in their own little worlds, doing whatever it is they do with their lives. Priscilla wasn't sure what to do at that point, with the victor having been chosen. Was it the works of the boy yelling with her!? Maybe their combined shouts of cheers gave the mop powers! ER... Or the dude that the stranger had been cheering on alongside the mop. Whatever the case, this one was looking to be having a lot of fun with the other male they were hanging with. Hmmm... Was it a friend buddy thing? Or something else? Maybe it was a close bondey bond like she had with Senpai!!!! Oh no!!! She was interrupting them!! Well.. More he spoke first, but the child was thinking different. They also still had been coming off to be good, nice people, so perhaps a thank you to them for cheering, even for a moment, was a thing. "Ohs!! Uhm! Hewwo!!! Forgot to thank you for cheering with me mister nicey nice!! Prissy appreciates!! Reminded meself of senpai and their cheering! I'm sorry I almost thought you was a bad buy! Both of you really!" Blushing, Priscilla carried on her words, tingling her little tambourine in her hands ever so softly. "Am glad the mop won!! Prissy wants to cheer for more mops!! But... You two boyos look to be on a fun friendsy or fun datesy. Must not interrupt! That would be roood!!!'
Bowing respectfully, she purred with contempt, before looking to both once more. "Sorry Mister octo boyo!!! Prissy didn't mean to interrupt date! You seem nice too!! I hope I can have senpai like you have nice man here!!!" Yup! She was WAY off the mark on what was going on. The match was over though, and she was on a mission to find senpai!!!! Where was sheee!?!?!?!? "Ah! Reminds me!! I must go find senpai! I know she's here somewhere!! Nice meeting you nice people!!!! Prissy hopes you have fun!!! Thank you again for making Prissy comfy to cheer. It was very nice. Buh-byeee!!!!!" With one more bow, the hyperactive kitty girl frolicked off the way she had arrived, all while yelling out senpai at the top of her lungs. This was gonna be one long, long... DAy.

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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2021 12:23 pm

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“Ocho”
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“Pick a hand and Imma slap you with it.”

Currently viewing: Garret vs Lyosha

Oh, so Elephant Ears was just the name of a pastry. It seemed odd, but the way they were described to Odin they sounded wonderful. And those Oreo things? How had he gone his entire life without knowing such things existed? Oh, right, poor parenting. Parenting... he scoffed mentally.

Something happened he wasn't prepared for, however. Damien placed a hand on Ocho's shoulder, then proceeded to touch foreheads with him. His body stiffened with discomfort as his personal space was invaded. A new voice filled his ears, however, from some highly energetic girl going on about mops and what not. Oakley's brain couldn't keep up with everything just now. One word did stick out, however. Date.

DATE?? Ottoman quickly stood up and spilled the remainder of his popcorn on the row before them. Despite his best efforts, a bit of a blush crept onto his cheeks. Be it from embarrassment or whatever else. “I'm not...we're not...! Th-this isn't anything like that!” He shouted at Priscilla. Quickly he dropped all the rest of the snacks he was holding as his hands went frantic. In unison they all made a sweeping “nuh-uh” motion before all eight flailed wildly. “I mean, you're a nice guy Damien. But we just met. And I...you...we're not...this isn't...”

Ottis's top two hands grabbed either side of his own face, the next two reached up for him to bite down in the knuckles. Lower sets of hands crossed across his chest. Emotions and relationships were things with which Ocho had no experience, and it clearly showed. His own team never got along so confrontation was easy and expected. But this?

It was time to nope out. Unable to form anymore words or thoughts, O'donnel turned and made his own departure with some briskly placed stomps.

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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 6:04 pm

Currently Viewing: Garret vs Lyosha

Damien burst loudly into cheers for the unknown mop combatant having gotten fully invested in the fight due to his fierce cheering. It was funny how such a negligible, small action could make such an impact on his personal investment in the outcome of the battle. “I-I don’t think that is how sand works,” the boy said quietly scratching his cheek contemplating the passing thought. With the battle finally having finished, the boy took inhaled deeply preparing himself to say goodbye to his new friends! It was a shame that they would have to part ways (or maybe the boy would join him while going to the fair) but either way, this interaction would have to come to an end.

Damien prepared to speak when cut off by the small child who spoke quickly with very little pause between her words. How did she breathe during all that dialogue?! Between her constant enunciation quirks, as well as the quickness with which she spoke, the boy was unfortunately unable to follow any of the conversation. “What did she say,” the boy turned around with wide eyes and confusion painted across his face. He stuck one of his pointer fingers into his ear canal trying to clean out anything that may have been impeding his ability to hear. When fully turned around, he witnessed his very new friend suddenly standing up and making a complete mess of his popcorn all over the guest bleachers! Man, he sure was looking panicked! Having not heard Priscilla, it goes without saying that the ramblings of Ocho did not make much sense to Damien! Of course, the boy could very obviously read the body language being laid down; though he was certain to misinterpret the reactions. Before Damien knew it, Ocho had stamped off somewhere into the unknown. “Did I do something wrong,” he tilted his head questioningly thinking back into the interaction where something may have been misconstrued through his actions. That was usually where he went wrong after all; not everyone enjoyed how strong Damien could come off at times.

Ultimately, the boy shrugged his shoulders in defeat making the decision that it was time to pack up and go check on his best bud who should be at the infirmary by now! “He is gonna love this thing,” Damien smiled proudly waving the tiny flag around with Rowser’s face plastered in the middle of the fabric. It was a bit weird how the boy rushed away but perhaps they might meet each other in the future! He was beginning to see that it was a small world around Beacon.

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