As the group, minus Inverse, opened the door to the registration office, another man was on his way out, running into Blaze rather strongly by accident. Nodding a quick appology, the man swept out the door and ran down the street. Only Blaze and Jak got an exceptionally good look at him- He was tall, six and a half feet and then some, easily. Wild, messy blonde hair crowned his head, and he saw the world through a pair of intense red eyes. His nose and mouth where covered by a red scarf that blew behind him in the wind just a bit. He wore a green shirt with a sewn in breastplate, and brown leather padded slacks, completing the look with a pair of very warn metal plated combat boots.
Inside, the woman from before sat behind a desk, sipping a warm drink of some sort happily. Next to her sat a man, although it was almost difficult to tell- He was rather pretty for one of his gender, with his long black hair tied back in a ponytail, deep green eyes observing the group from behind a pair of thin glasses, and thin frame. His dress was nice- A black button up shirt, a gray vest resting ontop of it, black dress pants, and although they couldn't be seen, Kumiko and Vince could hear the heavy thud of combat boots as he tapped his foot. He also sported what was seeming to be the uniform black trenchcoat both the woman and Giovanni wore. He looked up at Blaze and smiled casually- "Ah, I've been wondering where the travelers I'd heard so much about were. Welcome to Barius! Here for the tournament, I take it?"
Kumiko knew right away that she had seen this man before, or something remarkably like him. Not identical, the man before her now seemed a bit younger, and didn't talk quite the same. She may have even had a vision of a dark man, very similiar looking to this one, using the butt of a shotgun to knock a small child in the chin hard enough to click her teeth and knock her out.
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Inverse managed to make his way into one of the residential subsections of the City of Storms with relative ease, and soon found what he was looking for. Dressed like his countrymen, a young, brown haired man in his late teens or early twenties leaned against the wall of a building. Inverse recognised him as the child of an influential member of the Children of the Storm. If they where still around, this boy would know it.
(OOC: THANK YOU, GRAMMAR NAZI JAK.)
Edited by: Shinigori V2 at: 9/20/03 4:52 pm