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Four Thousand Club
Otto lurked in the back of the spectator area, appearing uninterested in the ongoing fight. He would, however, come forward now and again to get a better view of the battle before retreating to relative isolation. It wouldn't be long until his fight began, and frankly, he dreaded the moment. Underneath a chilly indifference was his mounting anxities, a feeling that turned his skin cold and causing every breath he took to wrack his body with shivers. He was eagar to begin, but his doubt was as abundant as his excitement. A game plan had already be formulated in his mind - a rare occurance he felt - and every detail had been stressed to its limits. Every counter, surprise, and contingency felt accounted for and he expected confidence to follow.
Instead, his heart was pounding like he had run a mile race.
"Easy," the boy muttered to himself, one hand on his head. "It isn't that serious, you dope." The reassurance wasn't wasted on him, but only because the first match ended before he could dwell on the thought. Time to begin, whether he wanted to our not. Otto clenched his fist and strode out of the room, tapping Alec on the shoulder as he went. "Run defense. I'll handle these two." As soon as he entered the building, he split off from Alec, taking a moment to explore the floor. Wherever Alec was, Otto suspected, or more accurately hoped, he was doing the same for his own plan.
Satisfied with what he had found, Otto entered a corner room near the entrance and began to mould and mix his blood in preparation...
Instead, his heart was pounding like he had run a mile race.
"Easy," the boy muttered to himself, one hand on his head. "It isn't that serious, you dope." The reassurance wasn't wasted on him, but only because the first match ended before he could dwell on the thought. Time to begin, whether he wanted to our not. Otto clenched his fist and strode out of the room, tapping Alec on the shoulder as he went. "Run defense. I'll handle these two." As soon as he entered the building, he split off from Alec, taking a moment to explore the floor. Wherever Alec was, Otto suspected, or more accurately hoped, he was doing the same for his own plan.
Satisfied with what he had found, Otto entered a corner room near the entrance and began to mould and mix his blood in preparation...