Backlog: Sparring with the Prince
WHO: Masaru and Belphegor
WHAT: Masaru agrees to spar iwth Belphegor at the dojo
WHEN: backlogged, August 29 4pm
WHERE: the dojo
WARNINGS: With the "Big Problem" and the Assasin Prince? Probably XD
As soon as Masaru got off work, he rushed over to his room to change out of his uniform. It was no wonder why he was so eager, after all, it had been a while since he had received a challenge that seemed promising. He knew nothing about this Belphegor guy, but if he was an assasin, then he had to be pretty good at fighting, right? Although he did say he wanted to use weapons... but meh, Masaru didn't care very much. He'd dealt with punks that liked to use staffs or wooden swords before, plus not to mention the number of digimon that had projectile attacks or the like.
After changing into some a plain white tee and burgundy sweats, he made his way up to the dojo. People were packing their things up and getting ready to leave. Good. Masaru knew that a training session had ended not too long ago and the dojo would be empty until the 6 pm session unless someone stayed behind for some extra practice. He leaned against a wall in the corner, crossed his arms and waited for Belphegor to make his appearance.
WHAT: Masaru agrees to spar iwth Belphegor at the dojo
WHEN: backlogged, August 29 4pm
WHERE: the dojo
WARNINGS: With the "Big Problem" and the Assasin Prince? Probably XD
As soon as Masaru got off work, he rushed over to his room to change out of his uniform. It was no wonder why he was so eager, after all, it had been a while since he had received a challenge that seemed promising. He knew nothing about this Belphegor guy, but if he was an assasin, then he had to be pretty good at fighting, right? Although he did say he wanted to use weapons... but meh, Masaru didn't care very much. He'd dealt with punks that liked to use staffs or wooden swords before, plus not to mention the number of digimon that had projectile attacks or the like.
After changing into some a plain white tee and burgundy sweats, he made his way up to the dojo. People were packing their things up and getting ready to leave. Good. Masaru knew that a training session had ended not too long ago and the dojo would be empty until the 6 pm session unless someone stayed behind for some extra practice. He leaned against a wall in the corner, crossed his arms and waited for Belphegor to make his appearance.