<div class="floatleft">(http://img0.diarynote.jp/photo/l/20060820/60264_20060820225603.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gouf Custom<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Colosseum<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Sandrock, Open.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Gouf would follow Sandrock towards the training Facility within the Colosseum. Her large feet tromping across the campus as the panels of her armored skirt clacked against each other as she continued down the corridor to one of the training halls. Her red eyes simply taking everything around her as she walked.<br/><br/>While Sandrock felt sporting in giving Gouf a handicap by leaving her Beam Sub-machine gun behind. Gouf did not share the feeling. her mindset was more of a soldier than a Warrior. So she not only had her heat Saber, but also her triple barrel 35mm wrist mounted Machine gun. two extra magazines that were attached to her large rear Skirt panel. Gouf foregone the large Shield mounted Gatling gun cause she figured that she would not have a good opportunity to use it with Sandrock. Adding to that, the gatling hampered movements enough to be a determent.<br/><br/>Gouf entered the Training hall as Sandrock set the simulator. Gouf was appreciative that Sand Rock excluded space fields for their battle. Gouf was a ground type after all. When the Desert terrain appeared, she nodded. It was a good choice. Gouf stepped out onto the burning sands, her large wide feet giving her excellent stability upon the uneven, and constantly shifting surface. Standing at their predesignated start point, Gouf waited for the timer to activate. Reaching towards her shield, she pulled her Heat Saber. She left the blade off until she made contact. it conserved energy that way.<br/><br/>When the buzzer sounded, starting the round. Gouf entered into the desert. her eyes scanning back, and forth as she searched for her opponent.