@ Ome:  The two ladies had definitely shown up, and they were dressed as they had been, giving their defiant glares as they watched the last match finish up.  The one in leather had entered first, leaning against the ropes, gritting her teeth.  At the end of her teens, she was ambitious and hardy, and it showed in all the passionate rage as she sprung forth when the bell rang, hardly able to wait to clash with the best.  You'd made it to the top, and already someone wanted to knock you down.<br/><br/>@ KavenBach:  Tim coughed and gagged on a molar.  "I dohn't... I dohn't..." His eyes traveled up to yours.  "Knohw?" He sat up and propped himself on his elbows and grinned that broken grin.  "Why I don't reshisht."  He turns his head slowly to the window, where Sam is strutting back and forth outside, making a call.  And then he's stopped.  Talking to someone out of view.  He turns around slowly, and steps to the door, and following him is a cop - clad in his almost centurion-like outfit of the Velle side's law enforcement.<br/>The lock begins to rattle...<br/><br/>@ Chiro:  The professor looks past Baron as he leaves to go up.  "Hurry where?  Out of the village or to the factory?  I'm not leaving without Caleena, so you'd better mean..." He follows up.  "If you want to get out of here, that's all you, Baron, but I've gotta stick... dammit, where did that girl go?" He swallows, looking around, now out on the first floor with the both of you, turning pale.