The first challenge had happened 2 days before, well-ahead of schedule. It had gone about as the Master of Making had expected even if they could not have predicted it. As mentioned before, the two champions currently selected were hoped to be the first of many, and were free to stop being champions if they chose to at any point, of their own will.
Once again the Master of Unmaking waited in the Reception Hall just past the entry way. A humanoid figure of indeterminate age and height, covered in an all concealing robe. The robe shimmered and shone with all lights and colors shifting and changing but in a harmonious blend. The cowl of the robe is deeply shadowed, as are the sleeves, and when the being speaks, the voice is neither male nor female, and has an odd echoing quality as if it is many voices speaking as one.
"Welcome again, champions. Congratulations upon your victory in the first challenge. We understand this was a new experience, and are honored and proud of you." A pause, and the vocal cues reflected contentment and good will, a willingness to continue to help those who had come to aid their cause.
“We are also pleased to welcome further champions.” A pause, cowl bowed slightly in acknowledgment of the seriousness. “Not every challenge shall be based primarily on physical might or prowess. Even if our opponent lacks what we do, their champions do not.” Meaning creativity, and imagination. “We have asked a variety of beings, to that end, though we again thank you both, our first champions.” A full low bow, regal and formal and important.
A gesture out with their sleeve, and there is a hum and vibration of sound and energy as a figure appears in the Entry hall. A taller and slimmer, but still masculine, boy appeared, with blonde hair and wearing some type of school uniform. Reaching up and brushing a hand through his hair, Tamaki gave a winning smile as bright purple eyes took in the Master and the other two champions. At least, at a glance; soon there was a graceful and flourishing bow, as he introduced himself. “Greetings and salut! I am René Tamaki Richard de Grantaine Suoh.”
Standing back up straight, his stance was casual with his hands on his hips, while still welcoming. “But please, just Tamaki-kun, or Suoh-kun would be preferred.”
Not far from him, there was another hum and vibration of sound and energy, and another figure arriving in the entry hall. This time it was a slim but curvy female around Ahsoka and Trunk's height. She had a long brown braid and wearing a pink and red costume that looked comfortable and easy to move in. Ty Lee made a fist with one hand, curling it into the flat palm of her other and bowed over it for a moment. Coming up from her greeting, she smiled, and relaxed her stance. “It's an honor to be here.” Before very casually getting comfortable, by bending over backwards, then resting on her arms and chest, legs curled such that the tips rested on her head. An acrobat, clearly. “My name's Ty Lee.”
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Reception Hall---New Arrivals
Date: 2017-03-02 03:30 am (UTC)Once again the Master of Unmaking waited in the Reception Hall just past the entry way. A humanoid figure of indeterminate age and height, covered in an all concealing robe. The robe shimmered and shone with all lights and colors shifting and changing but in a harmonious blend. The cowl of the robe is deeply shadowed, as are the sleeves, and when the being speaks, the voice is neither male nor female, and has an odd echoing quality as if it is many voices speaking as one.
"Welcome again, champions. Congratulations upon your victory in the first challenge. We understand this was a new experience, and are honored and proud of you." A pause, and the vocal cues reflected contentment and good will, a willingness to continue to help those who had come to aid their cause.
“We are also pleased to welcome further champions.” A pause, cowl bowed slightly in acknowledgment of the seriousness. “Not every challenge shall be based primarily on physical might or prowess. Even if our opponent lacks what we do, their champions do not.” Meaning creativity, and imagination. “We have asked a variety of beings, to that end, though we again thank you both, our first champions.” A full low bow, regal and formal and important.
A gesture out with their sleeve, and there is a hum and vibration of sound and energy as a figure appears in the Entry hall. A taller and slimmer, but still masculine, boy appeared, with blonde hair and wearing some type of school uniform. Reaching up and brushing a hand through his hair, Tamaki gave a winning smile as bright purple eyes took in the Master and the other two champions. At least, at a glance; soon there was a graceful and flourishing bow, as he introduced himself. “Greetings and salut! I am René Tamaki Richard de Grantaine Suoh.”
Standing back up straight, his stance was casual with his hands on his hips, while still welcoming. “But please, just Tamaki-kun, or Suoh-kun would be preferred.”
Not far from him, there was another hum and vibration of sound and energy, and another figure arriving in the entry hall. This time it was a slim but curvy female around Ahsoka and Trunk's height. She had a long brown braid and wearing a pink and red costume that looked comfortable and easy to move in. Ty Lee made a fist with one hand, curling it into the flat palm of her other and bowed over it for a moment. Coming up from her greeting, she smiled, and relaxed her stance. “It's an honor to be here.” Before very casually getting comfortable, by bending over backwards, then resting on her arms and chest, legs curled such that the tips rested on her head. An acrobat, clearly. “My name's Ty Lee.”