[i]Soon enough, the arena would no longer be empty, because someone would wander into it. His steps clacked against the dirtied floor of the arena, walking across the blood spilt by once great warriors that fought with zeal and bravado like none other. He thought about them, wondered if the souls of the dead were amongst the rows of seats all around, burning their undead eyes into him from afar. JT tried to get his head out of the clouds though, focusing on the woman in the stands when she came into the line of sight for him. "Hey, you, edgelord! -blam!-'re you up to?" [/i]