Area D: Day Two

[Hellfighter 17]

The android had just met the blonde man when he left, just as soon as he came, which was alright with the black-haired android. It seemed strange though, how he introduced himself and his 'follower' of a friend then left, but that meant that HF17 did not have to fight him, as he did not want to fight him, but he did not want to fight at the moment. He decided to ask his friend Pan if she wanted to find a fight with him, but when he turned around she was gone. He looked around in the general direction that she once was, but could not find anything. But then he saw her heading for the bunker of which the two had just left. He had guessed that she saw somebody and went after them, since the door she was heading for was closing.

He decided not to go after the young saiya-jin and thought what he should do next. He could only think to fight, so he turned on his scouter to find a nearby presence. He found that a warrior not that much further away from his own power was only about thirty minutes away, there was also another fighter with them too, maybe he could face the two of them. He bent down with his pants folding to his kneecaps and then his aura shot around him with its burgundy colour, then he shot off. The ground of which he once stood on quaked at his leaving and it rumbled then finally settling, except that pieces had came apart and the ground was a bit distorted. The aura left a streak of it's colour and it seemed as though somebody had drawn in the sky, since it was staying there for quite awhile.

Once the streak started to disappear, the fighter had was already beyond the horizon. After flying for about 3 minutes at his top speed, he slowed own. He just needed to get the circuits going so that he could wake up from his lull. It had done the trick, now he just needed to focus on getting to the next target, his next destination. He made sure to go through his last battle in his mind before arriving so that he would not make the same mistakes as before.

He knew that he had left an opening at the end when his arm had been ripped from the tissues it was attatched to. Another mistake was when he spent most of the time charging up for his Renzoku Energy Dan, he should have gone for the more direct approach. Like maybe engaging in the hand combat fully, he could have won if he just used his speed more to his advantage, sure he was able to use his attack, but a swift punch to the back every now and then would have been more effective if used repeatedly, or a surprise shot to the gut, or a unsuspected kick to the head. The opponent may have been stronger overall, but eventually he would have been worn out. Then he could attack him head on without having to be worried himself.

Now that he had pointed out his two main flaws in the fight, even though there were more, these were the biggest ones, he would not do as bad as before, or he had hoped. By this time he was half way to the newest battlegrounds for him, he had began to be filled with exhilaration, not all giddy, but excited nonetheless. A possibility of a good fight always excited him, he was a fight-seeker, no matter the circumstance. Some with the intent to kill, some just to have a warm-up, and some to just have a good fight. He had also become a honourable fighter though, but that would all be forgotten if he hoped to win this tournament, or at least rack up the big rolls of zeni.

He had arrived, the area of which his next fight would take place, but seemed he was too late, for the two had already engaged in their fight. He could not make out the one fighter, but the other was clear to him. A young woman with black hair, maybe he should interrupt the fight, but not yet at least.

ooc: watching Selipa fight, but not enetring, yet