[u][i][b]Dojo Arena, 0358 hours[/b][/i][/u] ???: You said they'd be here. ????: Relax, I know what I'm doing. They said they'll be here by four and I believe them. And if they don't, well then it's two more people in Tubbs' old prison. ???: I hope you're right. ????: When have you known me to be wrong? ???: When you said "Hey, this flat screen was a GREAT investment!" ????: Not my fault you dropped it and broke it. ???: Tomato Tomahto. *Two figures sit in the center of the Dojo Arena, the hologram interior made to look like Atlantic city, the room definitely large enough to hold all the large skyscrapers, beaches and pier. They sit on the beach, one in a beach chair and the other on a towel, waiting for the two that the first man promised. Both wear hoods over their faces to hide their identity, as this fight cannot be traced to whoever is under them. The second man seems to check his watch every ten seconds.* ????: Don't be so impatient, they'll be here. And I don't know why YOU'RE nervous, YOU aren't gonna be doing anything but watch my back. ???: True. *The second man finally lays back on the beach chair, waiting for the combatants* [spoiler]Mostly for Diobolikal, but open if you REALLY wanna fight[/spoiler]