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Blast from the Past! [open]

There was nothing like good old walking to clear one's head and that was what Hoshi was doing. Her hands were stuffed in her vest's pockets, her head cast down. She wasn't sad -- far from it, actually! She just had a lot of thoughts racing through her head, a smile on her face. Right! Gotta keep on thinking on the positives!

She didn't feel as tired as she did! That was a plus!

... Oh, this was useless! No matter what she did, her mind was just too jumbled up by everything. This behavior definitely caught Seraphiel's eye and he nipped on her finger. It wasn't hard enough to break the skin, though; just enough to get her attention, that was all.

"Ow! Seraphiel, did you really have to do that?" she asked, frowning at her holy beast. The only response she was given was a deadpan glance and the beyblader sighed. "Okay, okay. Fine, I'll stop moping. Does that work for you?"

Satisfied, Seraphiel nodded his head and went to rest on her shoulder. This earned him a bit of a grovel before it stopped. Wait, what was that--? Hoshi took off running, Seraphiel following right behind her. It couldn't be...

She stopped, panting a little to catch her breath. It was an arena, and not just any old arena! It was one from home! It seemed different going to it now, though. There weren't any teams here, no fans, no little kids who were wide-eyed with hope of seeing their favorite beyblader come out strong and out on the top, none of that. Although, she could hear the distant cheers and shouts from the fans that were waiting for the match to begin, which comforted her some.

The beyblader walked inside and went to the locker rooms first, seeing the tables, chairs, couches, as well as televisions that the other teams could comfortably watch the match unfold in the rooms themselves. Then, she went to Holy Enoch's locker room just to check it out. Her plans for her team were still written on the white board with diagrams to follow, It felt so weird to be in here without Sei, Skye, Ami, and Petra, though. Sighing once more, she went to go check on the dish itself.

When she arrived, she noticed it was dark and she assumed it could have possibly been due to the electricity being down in this part of the building. She decided to take the photograph out of her teammates and sit down on the floor, gazing up at the ceiling itself to remember all the matches and experiences she shared with her team. It was like they really were here with her...

( OOC: Okay, so! There's various rooms in the arena itself. There's the locker rooms where there might be beyblade parts or other items scattered about, then there's the main area where the different platforms would be used for the matches [where Hoshi is in right now], then a "VIP Box" like area where Volkov would be standing to observe the matches for his own discretion, and lavatories, stuff like that.

If one of the engineering people would like to, there should be a database with information on every single beyblader, their holy beasts, as well as a randomizer that would pick out teams to compete against one another. The electricity in a few parts of the arena is either fried or working sporadically, as well. In other areas, it should be working!

Main Area/Stadium, hallway with a lavatory, television screen announcing which teams are up (currently turned off), the entrance, another hallway. Just ignore emo!Takao and entrance where the teams would come in.

Have any questions? PM me or IM me! )

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"You've got that right!" Hoshi exclaimed while she began to walk out of the dish area, looking behind her if Lash was following. Hopefully the lights that she found while making an once over were still functional.

Seraphiel had flown through and rested on Hoshi's shoulder, waiting to see where she was going to be going.

"Ah, yep! We've got the emergency lights on, Lash!"

Lash was indeed following.

"Good. Hopefully they're working too." She paused, finally noticing the creature. "What's with the thing on your shoulder? A pet?" Unfortunately, she was anything but polite about it.

"Hopefully, and -- oh! This guy's name is Seraphiel. He's my holy beast," Hoshi answered giving her companion an affectionate stroke on his beak.

Seraphiel leaned forward and sniffed Lash to get a sense of what kind of person she was, or if she was trustworthy.

"Holy beast," she repeated, not quiet buying that just yet. but Seraphiel sounded pretty holy something, at the very least.

Lash probably smelled like chaos, evil and insanity. Yet with a tin beat of goodwill in there? How did come to happen.

Edited 2011-06-03 08:35 (UTC)

"Holy beast, companion, someone who helps me through battle... stuff like that. He can change forms, too," stated Hoshi easily, knowing that not everyone was used to the idea of holy beasts being rampant. Hell, she sttill wasn't. Usually, they were kept in their beyblades until they were needed.

Seraphiel noticed the chaos, evil and insanity, but the goodwill settled the archangel holy beast a bit. He extended his wing out for Lash to take, almost as if it was his way of a handshake.

"Sort of like a guardian then," she pondered allowed. "I don't have one, but I have a pet. His name is Dog. He's been getting fat and lazy recently however."

She stopped talking when Seraphiel extended his wing. Obviously he was expecting her to do something, so Lash slapped it like a high-five. Probably not exactly what he was expecting.

"Exactly!" Hoshi said, blinking a bit at the mention of a dog. Oh, wow, there were other pets aboard here, too? "As in an actual dog or something that just looks like one?"

Seraphiel blinked at the high-five he was given, before giving a small shrug. Greetings between species were certainly different, he had to admit.

"Depends. Are dogs green and with sixteen legs in your world like mine is?"

To be fair Seraphiel Lash was pretty ~~dumb~~ special when it came to greetings.

"... uh..." The look on her face should suffice for an answer.

Seraphiel similarly gave her a dumbstruck look.

Lash just laughed. "Guess not!"

"Yeah!" Hoshi said, laughing a bit.

"So, anyway... follow me!" She began to walk to where she'd assume the electrical wiring would be in this building so that Lash would be able to give it a look.

"Okay!" Not at all respecting someone's private distance, Lash walked pretty close to Hoshi, sometimes increasing it when something in the stadium caught her eye for a few seconds.

"Are we there yet? I'm starting to get bored!"

She's a friend, she's a friend... If there was one thing Hoshi was appreciative of, it was her ability to stay calm.

"Um, we should almost be there!" she answered, reading the signs that were around the arena itself. Then, she came upon the basement door and sighed a breath of relief.

"Do you have a flashlight or something, Lash? I'm not sure if the lighting works in this part."

"Nope," the other girl answered, but not daunted by this problem at all. "But you mentioned the emergency lights, right?" She looked at the area before the basement at the higher parts of the building. Noticing a pair of white lights on the top. "There! Those! I could-"

Oh wait. She couldn't use her sentai powers right now, so that wouldn't work. Drats.

"Uh, think you can get your guardian thingie to pry those down to us? They'll give us some light to see."

"Yeah, I did," replied Hoshi while she looked up at what Lash was glancing at. I really should know more about engineering than I do right now, she thought a bit glumly.

"Oh, yeah. Seraphiel, go grab those lights!" she commanded as the eagle jumped off of her shoulder and flew with rather incredible speed, grabbing the white lights for his mistress. He then returned and placed them in her hands.

"There we go," she said, handing Lash one of the lights.

"Excellent." The light source secured, she began to walk down the stares, moving the light in all directions to make sure nothing was waiting for them down there. With how the city was built, there was no telling what, honestly.

"Coast looks clear! You come'n?"

Hoshi watched Lash investigate to make sure that nothing unexpected would pop out of the walls or anything. Once the coast looked clear, she nodded and followed her down the stairs.

"Thanks for looking out there, Lash," she said, smiling at her.

"Yeah yeah yeah," she was ignoring anything that looked like thank yous, her mind still stuck in the old black Hole mentality but her memories on the ship crashing. In this case, ignorance was bliss. Pretending she was angry at her helped. The light moved around before she found a huge machine with a lot of buttons.

"This is it! Now if I can find the main power switches, this should be a piece of cake."

Well, Lash. Hoshi was one of those kinds of people who thanked others for their help profusely, no matter what task they did for her. That, and she was sort of used to the behavior from a fellow teammate that normally wouldn't give her the time of day.

"What should I be on the lookout for?" she asked, looking up at the machine in front of them.

Well good in that case, ignoring could continue at a tolerable level.

"Big red buttons," she said flatly. "Unless they are dumb designers that don't level their stuff well. Big red buttons are always the way to go if you ask me, tee hee hee!"

"...But in that case, shouldn't we not touch the big red button?" That's what she learned from cartoons, anyway, and it still sorta applied to here--

Oh, who was she kidding. Okay, some logic here was temporarily thrown to the curb.

"Fine, I'll look for a big red button somewhere around here!"

And lo! Lash ended up finding it first and pointed at it with her source of light.

"There it is! Let's just hope all the electrical power lines are still up and functioning..."

"Awesome!" Hoshi had hoped that the electrical lines were still working, since that would make this task a whole lot easier.

"Want me to shine my light on for you just to make sure everything's okay with the wiring and that junk?"

"Are you kidding?! I've the wunderkind! I can do rewiring with my eyes closed." And indeed, she began to work without much, her hands moving as she felt the cables around.

"Everything seems good on this end..."

Touching cables that might have been faulty and killed her; now that was thinking smart!

"Wunderkind?" questioned the beyblader, interested in such a thing. She crouched down and shined the light just so that she could observe what Lash was up to. That, and learn something new that she didn't before.

Though, wasn't there a rule stated that when you touched faulty wiring, you had to wear the right equipment? But, maybe Lash didn't fear anything, so...

Anyway, she was going to watch over your shoulder, enthralled with what the other one was doing.

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