It hadn't been Kenzaki's intention to actually get himself signed up for the tournament. That was getting way too off-track from the actual work he was supposed to be doing here, he was sure. But he'd stepped in to take someone else's place, and there were winnings that could help out a different person, and it's not like he's bad at swinging around a sword while strapped into armor...
Well, no backing down now. He steps out into the arena, assumes his place across from his opponent, and assumes a ready stance. He's not planning on seriously hurting anyone.... but he's not going to go easy on them, either.
34: Infiltrating
Exams have never been Kenzaki's thing. Not really. And even though he knew this one was coming, and he'd tried to study and practice, he'd gotten no sleep last night, overslept, missed breakfast... so he's a tired and hungry nervous wreck, determined to face this but really, really uncertain as to the outcome. Who are they even going to pair him up with? It's random, isn't it?
"...uh, h-hey!" Well, there they are, coming into the exam room. Nerves grabbing a hold of him, he's up to his feet, then giving an anxious bow. "Good luck, alright?" They are both going to need it, more likely than not.
Kazuma Kenzaki | Kamen Rider Blade
It hadn't been Kenzaki's intention to actually get himself signed up for the tournament. That was getting way too off-track from the actual work he was supposed to be doing here, he was sure. But he'd stepped in to take someone else's place, and there were winnings that could help out a different person, and it's not like he's bad at swinging around a sword while strapped into armor...
Well, no backing down now. He steps out into the arena, assumes his place across from his opponent, and assumes a ready stance. He's not planning on seriously hurting anyone.... but he's not going to go easy on them, either.
34: Infiltrating
Exams have never been Kenzaki's thing. Not really. And even though he knew this one was coming, and he'd tried to study and practice, he'd gotten no sleep last night, overslept, missed breakfast... so he's a tired and hungry nervous wreck, determined to face this but really, really uncertain as to the outcome. Who are they even going to pair him up with? It's random, isn't it?
"...uh, h-hey!" Well, there they are, coming into the exam room. Nerves grabbing a hold of him, he's up to his feet, then giving an anxious bow. "Good luck, alright?" They are both going to need it, more likely than not.