05-21-2006, 08:37 PM
Stepping out of the receiving end of the teleport tube, Blue rushed over to a nearby potted plant and emptied his stomach as disorientation hit him like a train wreck. ?God damn piece of shit,? he muttered, wiping his mouth clean with the back of his hand. ?I shoulda just took a flight.? A soft sound brought the fighter?s attention away from his bush and he turned to find everyone staring at him. What Conroy heard was the quiet chuckling coming from several of them, and color flushed into his cheeks.
Ashamed of his act of weakness, and for his subsequent blushing, Blue stiffened his spine and marched straight to the reception desk. ?I?m here for the tournament.? The blonde woman sitting there gave him a blank stare, then spoke, ?Well, obviously. Otherwise you wouldn?t have been allowed through the tube. Name and planet of origin?? That little trip really had messed with the red-haired warrior, and he blushed anew. ?Conroy Blue, from Earth.? Fingers dancing across a keyboard, the receptionist nodded in affirmation. ?Yes, there you are. Until you?re selected to participate in the tournament, you are free to enjoy the grounds at your leisure.?
?Wait! What? Selected?! That the hell are you talking about? I thought that?s what sign-ups were for!? Blue burst out in surprise, and not a small amount of anger. Keeping her cool, the lady replied, ?Yes, you signed up to be eligible to be chosen to fight.? ?The actual participants will be selected by our sponsors,? she said as she gestured towards one of the cameras that dotted the ceiling and walls. ?All you need to do is show them that you deserve a place in the fight.? Fixing him with her blue eyes, she smiled. ?Unless you think you can?t.?
The words couldn?t have come out better if she actually knew him, and Blue?s pride played right into them. ?Oh, I can and will, bitch! And after I?m done with the little pissants in the tournament, I?m gonna deal with you.? Not leaving her a chance to retort, Roy turned and stormed from the lobby.
Ashamed of his act of weakness, and for his subsequent blushing, Blue stiffened his spine and marched straight to the reception desk. ?I?m here for the tournament.? The blonde woman sitting there gave him a blank stare, then spoke, ?Well, obviously. Otherwise you wouldn?t have been allowed through the tube. Name and planet of origin?? That little trip really had messed with the red-haired warrior, and he blushed anew. ?Conroy Blue, from Earth.? Fingers dancing across a keyboard, the receptionist nodded in affirmation. ?Yes, there you are. Until you?re selected to participate in the tournament, you are free to enjoy the grounds at your leisure.?
?Wait! What? Selected?! That the hell are you talking about? I thought that?s what sign-ups were for!? Blue burst out in surprise, and not a small amount of anger. Keeping her cool, the lady replied, ?Yes, you signed up to be eligible to be chosen to fight.? ?The actual participants will be selected by our sponsors,? she said as she gestured towards one of the cameras that dotted the ceiling and walls. ?All you need to do is show them that you deserve a place in the fight.? Fixing him with her blue eyes, she smiled. ?Unless you think you can?t.?
The words couldn?t have come out better if she actually knew him, and Blue?s pride played right into them. ?Oh, I can and will, bitch! And after I?m done with the little pissants in the tournament, I?m gonna deal with you.? Not leaving her a chance to retort, Roy turned and stormed from the lobby.