lokuri

Maki Umarashi was sitting, her cream pants concealing crossed legs, upon a tall, loaming windmill. Her bluish purple hair leafing out in all directions like scattering lilacs revealed a shirt resembling the sky. Her fingers danced upon a smooth, wooden surface, tapping small holes as a calming meody spred forth. Her light green eyes flashed open at the sound of shouts and screams of joy echoed around her. With a small sigh, she tucked her flute away, vanished among her being, and leapt down onto the ground softly, her white cape fluttering in the breeze to reveal a layer of light blue material and some handy accessories kept in storage upon her back.

"Excuse me, but what is today?" Maki felt herself utter foolishly, knowing full-well what it was today.

"Why, it is the day of the first tournament, young lady," A man whurled around to tell her. "Now, if you excuse me, I must be going to observe--I mean, watch this with interest like everyone else. I hope I see you there too. Well, I bid you good-bye."

"Yes, I hope to see you later as well," Maki replied with a soft smile.

"So, the Royal Rumble is indeed today, eh?" Maki thought as she headed down in the direction of the crowd. "Well, I would too like to observe the ten that come out as the champions. This should be interesting indeed. Ah, I should get Lun too, just in case she wants to come with me."

((OOC: Hey, Jub, do we still get to fly and stuff as a user of Wind? I was going to make her fly down from the windmill, but I was not sure :x ))

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