Marie
*Suddenly, the whirring and wooshing of a teeny ship could be both seen and heard from above, passing by into one of the many alleyways of twilight town. He's taken a page from min's book, landing in a secluded place. Though, for different reasons.*

*Soon enough, Ranoa walks out, carrying out both his struggle bat in one hand, and the large judgesword that he had took from notre dam.*

*He had managed to find some way to get rid of the rust off the blade, restoring it to being a functional weapon.*

*So, he continues walking, before making it to one of the benches in the sandlot, sitting on one with both of his weapons sat next to him as he waits for his new friend to land.*
Greta
Sometime after Ranoa got settled in, Minuit would finally arrive at the sandlot in her normal clothes. She hadn't taken a page out of Ranoa's book as he did hers, and landed her ship somewhere discreet.

With a wave to Ran, she'd look around the quant hangout spot as she walked over. She spoke with a smile once she got close.

*"You grew up around here?"*
Marie
He stands up, his sword falling and clanking to the sword as he scrambles to his feet and looks at her. It takes half a second after she speaks, as a smile returns on his face and he responds.

*"Yup! This is home. It's pretty peaceful, isnt it?"* He continues, starting to ramble. *"We have pretty much everything, Shops, a beach, the sandlot, and a few other things. We're in the sandlot right now."*

*Soon enough, he begins walking over to a big cylinder, basically a big container, before pulling out a large styrophome bat. A struggle bat, tossing it to Minuit from about several feet away.*
Greta
Min caught the bat and gave Ran a confused look before adjusting her grip to hold it by the handle. She gave it a few test swings then faced her friend again.

*"What, looking to fight?"*
Marie
He whips around, pointing his own struggle bat at her with a teasing smirk- It's harmless fun, based on the expression he's making.

*"I **Am** A bit curious about what you can do."*

He takes a few steps torwards the middle of the sandlot, leaving plenty of room for the both of them.

*"Would be cool if we had a referee here, like in official struggle matches, but this works too, yeah?"*
Greta
*"Yeah, it does. Perfect for ah, a test of skill?"*

Minuit took the stance she assumed whenever she was wielding her own weapon. Right foot forward with her right arm angled down and her weapon pointed forward.

She had a wide smile gracing her face, it wasn't often she got to do something like this.
Michael
*The start of yet another week, had the events of the previous week not taken place, Theodore would've been in dismal mood but thankfully he didn't have to endure another week of finding **Nothing** In regards to the events that started his journey. Empty-handed and donning some casual clothing, today was one of those sit back and relax kind of days, having already subjected himself to his weekly training and currently in the midst of trying to find a way out of this town.*

**"Can I build one of those ships on my own? The ship itself was pretty big and I doubt Brad'll come back.."**

*Thinking of ways that he could go about building such a ship, Theodore would most definitely need the help of someone who could build but even the thought of building the ship seemed pretty impossible. Where could he find parts that would allow the vehicle to travel through worlds? There were no signs of progress and he was genuinely stuck, perhaps it was best to stay in the town until someone from another world visited again? That was what he refused to do yet it seemed like the only answer.*

*Walking past several buildings and wandering aimlessly, the walk he was currently on would eventually lead him down the path to the sandlot. A place he hadn't visited in a while, Theodore would not be aware of where he was going, only realizing where he had ended up upon hearing one familiar voice alongside one that he was not familiar with. Eyes having been glued to the ground beneath him as he walked, he'd raise his head to look at those who he had stumbled upon, recognizing one to be Ranoa with a female?*

*Remaining out of sight from the two who had now initiated a spar, Theodore would watch intently, not making a single noise while he watched the two throw out attacks he had not seen before. Eyes following their movements, he'd take notice of the moves they made though would be particularly interested in the one he was not familiar with, intrigued by the attack she had sent forth... Darkness? Was that what Brad was speaking of?*
Marie
Having been experienced in struggle matches with pure force, he had expected some kind of physical counter, only to go wide eyed with the sudden use of magic. He had never seen it before, outside of his dreams, so it elicits a shocked response, and a open mouthed smile.

"Magic is real?!" That's a childish response, isnt it? However, considering his heart knows what magic feels like, this simple display is enough to allow him to use it outside of the heart. Magic he knows, anyways.

He quickly uses a Dodge roll in an attempt to avoid her basic attacks, yet being lightly grazed before quickly using Pearl, firing a ball of light at her.

```HP - 420 -417
MP - 100 -85
AP - 90 -80



Pearl - 30```