West Basement

With golden brown eyes lurking within the shadows, he begins walking out with his gloved hands within his pockets. His hair flocking from side to side about his face, but only one eye was seen as the other covered by the strands of raven navy hair.

"Preliminaries? Well, it'll be nice to have a warm up." His eyes leer around wondering who's his opponent for the small match. He couldn't care less about what was to happen in the match, but hey, at least these muscles would come into use now. He gives a yawn.

"Hellooooooooo? Anybody down here?"

The voice had come echoing down the empty halls shortly before it's source, the young Silver, had appeared in the basement area set aside for the prelim matches. He was a little late, and looked about still appearing somewhat confused, as he hadn't known this area was even down here, and it had taken him some time to find it. A little odd for a guy that was supposed to be a stadium resident for the past couple of years.

Still, he figured he was in the right place, as at least one of his team mates for this year was already fighting their opponent, and it seemed their match was already well underway, too.

"Tch."

Silver grinned slightly, somewhat unintentionally. It was his captain, brining all sorts of thoughts about the circumstances this year bubbling to the surface. Though he wasn't too happy about participating on someone else's team, he could at least respect the fact she was passionate about fighting and already in there kicking a**.

He turned his attention back to the room at large, scanning the other preliminary rings in order, naming them off in his head until he found the one he desired.

North... East... South... Here we go. West.

Silver stepped into his designated ring, still grinning as he ran a hand through his platinum locks to shift them out of his face, before glancing up at the ceiling. He'd felt it appropriate that he was assigned the western ring. Even if he hadn't seen it himself, he'd known that the only man in the tournament that it was important he fought this year had his own preliminary round in the very same ring on the floor directly above. He could feel it.

Silver rubbed at his abdomen idly.

He then yawned rather loudly, before looking around again, somewhat distraught.

"So, uh... where's my opponent?"

"About time."

Silver grinned. He was just messing with the guy, he hadn't arrived all that much later than he had. It was actually rare for Silver to arrive first anywhere, given his carefree attitude and habits.

He ruffled his own unkempt hair as he gave the guy the once-over. He was a little tall, being over 3 inches taller than Silver, but that was no big deal. His opponent otherwise looked pretty normal, he thought. Of course, this was coming from a guy who personally knew an elf, a devil, a salamander, and a wolf-man. What surprised Silver most was that he couldn't recall ever having seen this guy before. Not at the stadium, not a previous tournaments, not anywhere. He must have been a newcomer to the scene. It was a little exciting.

"I'm--"

Silver was about to begin with the pleasantries, but it seemed his adversary had his own ritual to perform. He just crossed his arms and let the man finish. He listened to what was said, all the while cocking an eyebrow, and rubbing at the underside of his nose with the back of an index finger. It seemed a little odd to him, not being one for religion, but hey, far be it from him to criticize another's beliefs. It wouldn't be the first Paladin he'd fought.

Silver himself wasn't much spectacular to look at, especially at the moment. He was young and stood a mere slightly more than 5'10", with a tone, athletic looking build for a young man his age. His overall appearance was disheveled, his platinum hair messy, and his eyes sunken with dark circles around them from lack of sleep. His clothes, a simple t-shirt and loose fitting fighting pants, were dirty, he having slept in them, and then crawled straight out of bed and then down into the basement for his preliminary match. Hence, the yawning. It seemed he and Sun had the same problem today.

"Uh, yeah... you too... Straight to the point, I see. Well, they don't give us much time for these, so I guess you're right, we might as well get started."

Silver balled his fists and raised them, though not as high as his opponents, and widened his stance, stepping into a ready position.

"Ready?"