Rock'em sock'em Clockworks

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Oct 1st, 2:00PM, the Arena
Open to anyone

Peter sat in the stands, watching the large clockwork constructions duke it out in a rather brutal display of durability and ingenuity. The Clockwork's mind, the foresight of the builder, hidden weapons and reinforcement in key locations.

So many different things taken into count to ensure victory, and yet no matter what, by the time both Clockworks typically left the arena, they were both near scrap. The young blonde boy looked forward to the day he could enter a robot in the arena. Taking on one of the champions, winning! Making his father proud! The roar of he crowd was lost of the boy's ears as he imagined himself on the victor's pedestal, his clockwork creation standing unscathed next to him, having dominated the competition.

The round ended in a loud crack, which took the boy from his day dreams and he looked down, to see that the Clockwork he was betting on had just had his chest cavity cave in and he fall to the ground, motionless. The round was over, and the winner would then be repaired while the next to challengers fought, and the winner of that would fight the winner of this one. He actually didn't have money to bet, but he was now glad he didn't. He would have lost and money was precious.

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A black haired women in the seating beside him was watching the fight alone, trying to clear her head of some miner worries, she was getting a bit of enjoyment from watching the fight. "Heh, father has no idea what he is missing." She mumbled to her self. When the bell rang she picked up a book and strange looking rings and looked to quickly write something down.

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He was still mentally frowning at his fictional lost bet as the bell was rung and the ring was being cleared of debris for the next round.

Hopping down from his perch, Peter would glance over and see a very well dressed woman writing furiously with those finger pen things he saw in a shop once.

Curiosity won over him and he hopped across the now empty for the moment seats and stopped next to the woman, glancing over her shoulder to see what she was writing.

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She had doodled down some pictures of the robots with a couple of notes, but not much else. She glanced up to the blond hanging over her. If it where not for his face shape she would have mistaken him for a women with the long hair. "Yes?" she simply spoke.

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Peter flinched as he was addressed and laughed nervously. "Ah. Sorry Ma'am. Curiosity got the best of me." He apologized. "I'm Peter Williams. I happened to notice you were drawing and I couldn't help but look. You're very good."

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She just let out a slight huff, not an annoyed one but one that seemed rather glad. "Jasmine Blackwood. It's alright, that seems to happen often when I'm caught drawing and thank you." She spoke with a nod. "Also, a pleasure to meet you Mister Peter."

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Peter grinned and plopped down next to Jasmine, leaning over to look at what she was drawing more carefully.

"Do you come here often to watch the fights? I don't think I've seen you here before. I'm here all the time, and one day I'll be the creator of one of the greatest champions to ever enter the ring!~"

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There was a lot of detailed sketching of clockwork schematics but nothing else. She couldn't help but chuckle at the boy's ambitions. "Ahh I come here every now and then, it is a good way to get my mind off things. "

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The loud bangs of metal could even be heard from outside contrasted with the metallic clicks from artificial feet walking on the hardened soil. Trigg was excited to see the brilliant technology of the Clockworks in play here. He heard about the Arena and even if it sounds harsh, there is to admit that to be able to fight in this kind of conditions then the machinery must be excellent.
He did his best to not be wearing work clothes. But probably just a pair of used trousers and a shirt underneath a coat is not what many would call fashion. Still, the brown-haired man could not care less.

Upon entering the stands and leaning to the wall which separates the seats from the arena itself, Trigg lanced his gaze around. With this amount of people, it's no wonder that this is popular.


He overheard a man talking about how he would be the creator of great Clockworks. Aiming high, that's for sure. But many others have said the same thing before. And most of those did things to their creations that were just...

"Unforgivable..." He couldn't avoid letting those words out and when he realized it was too late. Some people turned their heads but paid no mind.

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Peter smiled and got comfortable by Jasmine's side. "Do you build? Those are good blueprints!"

Trigg would see, upon closer inspection, that Peter was not a man, but a 14 year old boy. He looked over at Trigs with a confused expression, unsure of why he said what he said, he had a feeling it was directed at him.

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"No, I'm not that skilled enough, to make it, I'm more of the one who writes the blue print down on how everything goes together and works." she chuckled, there was another reason but she'd not get into that at the moment. She'd turn her head hearing the voice, good lord was she about to be stuck in a fanboy squabble over who shot first?

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Upon being heard, the engineer thought it would be better to correct his slip of tongue before anyone finds it suspicious. Feeling the heads being turned at him he looked back and stepped closer.

"I am sorry. That was a bad slip of tongue. Because of what you were talking about made me remember something from ages ago and..."

He was starting to get off-topic. After shaking his head slightly to get himself back on track he continued.

"Let me start that over again..." He took out something that looked like a business card and handed it over to the boy, and another to the woman. "Trigg Vornado. Weapons and Clockwork Engineer. I currently have my boat shop at the docks if you are interested."

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Peter looked at the strange man with an expression of disapproval. He'd hold his tongue, due to the fact that his father raised him better than that, but this man was not on his good list right then.

However, Peter did not move to accept the business card, looking at Trigg with an unhappy expression. This guy was so rude, jumping into a stranger's conversation with something so rude.

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Jasmine stared awkwardly at the man before glancing down to the younger blond, she could very much agree with his feeling at the moment if they didn't feel like they would get snapped at for speaking up. She accepted the business card looking down at it with a eye brow raised "Pleasure..I'm Jasmine Blackwood. I run a book shop with my father." she replied, she was starting to wonder of her speaking had offended the man in some way. Lord that was the last thing she needed.

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Peter continued to look at the man with an unhappy expression, but not saying anything. This guy had quickly upset the boy and it'd take a bit to get him to stop scowling.