Post by Zo Zamorano on May 28, 2016 19:57:05 GMT -5
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A deep breath was let out as Zo sat in the training room in silence. It was just after the first rounds had ended. The girl leaned against the wall in silence. Her breathes were heavy as she reached up to wipe sweat from her forehead. After the rounds had ended, the girl had practically sprinted to the quarters they had been provided for the remainder of the tournament. Her partner had come up with something they needed to try out- and he wanted to do it away from prying eyes. Luckily, they had managed to get to an empty training room in time to practice it. Tate could be seen picking up her boots in the distance. Half way through the training, Zo had kicked off. Now that it was over, he was mumbling softly about how she should have at least put them near her bag. Zo would laugh lightly and take a sip from her bottle of water. When the entrance to the room opened, the girl looked up. Still drinking from the water she gave a small wave with her free hand as Tate dropped the boots near his tamer's feet. Moving the bottle down, she spoke. ”Hola!” | [attr="class","fish"] [attr="class","gold"]Leyton Thomson [attr="class","gold"]-- [attr="class","gold"]Open to those who won their first matches |
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