[b][u]A Man On A Bench | Dojoville[/u][/b] [spoiler]Open for simple interaction, don't expect anything too crazy I guess. This post has ambiguous details for a reason, so I can use whichever character of mine I feel could use more development.[/spoiler] There was a man on a bench who was waiting. He was expecting something to happen. After all, the place around him was abuzz with life. The Dojo, as he came to discover, saturated itself with all sorts of events and happenings. Their infamous duels ranged from simple sparring matches, to spectacles in VR, to deities some would even consider gods creating another landmass with their scuffle. Not that he believed in gods or God in the first place. He had other things that demanded his attention over faith. Raising his forearm, he looked at his watch. It had only been a few minutes since he sat down, and he still maintained his peace. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing was up for debate. After all, with such an abundant amount of events, anything could happen to him. At least, that's what he was told by his acquaintance at the Cleaners. So there he sat. And there he waited.