I stare at the Focus Band, a little surprised from Bashamo's generosity and, well, his faith in me. (And he barely knows me…) "Th-Thank you…" I stutter as I take the item. "I'll try not to disappoint." I bid him farewell and leave the hotel. Clutching the Band, I run towards the arena.
If I don't clash, I don't change. The world ends at my borders, and the best moments slip away."Bashamo!" the Blaziken called out as Niles left and giving another quick salute, reminding him to take good care of it. He couldn't tell what it was, but his Foresight... there was something about that Quilava that made him think he was going to be up to something big soon.
"Ba...shamo..." he muttered to himself once he had gone, hefting himself up and getting a drink from the minibar. He'd need it before he went downstairs and tried to fix the wall... or cover it up with plaster, or something.
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!"GUY WON!" Finley jumps a bit... before looking down at Mila and realizing how much that must have fucking stung.
"Yeah... I wouldn't want you out there."
Long live the New Bev.(I decide to check out the program I was given to see who the competitors in the next match may be. Not getting too clear of an answer, damn flashiness, why can't these things actually provide relevant information... I look back towards the field, knowing that Jani was still acting as if she was Japanese through the channel.)
edited 19th Aug '17 5:29:55 PM by Team42Larson
June 27thJack: Hey Finley, do you want some of my concessions? I have some bottles of soda.
The League of Heroes"I'll be fine, Jack. Not really thirsty."
Finley giggles a bit at Mila's joke, but retorts anyway. "You know I would be."
edited 19th Aug '17 5:43:42 PM by BaconZorp
Long live the New Bev."Of course, and I'd do the same for you. If I knew protect, of course. Anyways, of course I'd be rooting for our friends! If they're matched against each other, though, that would be a bit tough."
Mila moves a bit closer towards Finley as she makes her first statement, enjoying the playfulness of the moment.
I need to update these things more oftenFinley seems weirdly relieved Andy backed off of Mila so easily, but doesn't say anything.
"Well, whoever, whatever. I hope Niles sweeps the competition this round. That's why we're here, yeah?"
Long live the New Bev.

".. Oof." Daydre mutters as she watched the match. "That's gonna hurt in the morning.."
we will survive.