(Preshow) Preshow Facility

[Victor Wolfe]

The familiar rush of being teleported filled Victors mind as he rematerialised in a familiar setting, the pre-show lobby of the abyss, much like all those years ago primes had already started to make their way to the event, some that Victor recognised, some he didn't and many members of the press snapping pictures of the elites of the verses as they socialised with old rivals and new friends. Victor turned to a group of reporters all with their cameras aimed at the Lord of Nippur. The voyeurism making him chuckle as he waved. 

The flash of light made the show off grow a little bolder as he winked at the cameras, more starting to join the pack of flashing lights as he raised up a peace sign, as eyes where drawn to the young lord his lust for attention caused him to slowly lift his shirt, deciding that he may as well give them their monies worth. A surprising level of muscle mass as the boyish assassins ripped chest revealed itself to the reporters seemed to stop the flashing for a moment, until with a flurry of clicks as the lord of Nippur posed knowing he looked great. Starting to pull down his jeans the crowd started to gasp as Victor got closer and closer to revealing his immodesty.

Pulling his hand away from the top of his jeans Victor raised it and blew a kiss to the cameras.

"Maybe if I win the fangirls will get the chance to see that" he chuckled as he skipped down the stairs past some thankful security and disappointed journalists. His eyes drifting to the halls leading to the standard fare of domes that seemed to contain all the usual amenities one would expect of the Abyss. A Gym, Victor could imagine the smell of sweat, cheap energy drink and desperation as the pea-brained muscle bound lunks tried to get that one last bicep curl in that would allow them to somehow punch through every problem they encounter in this tournament.

Victor had done more than enough training in his youth and this world seemed to advance his powers at the same rate no matter what he was doing, thus he continued down the entrance way spotting the library next, the nostalgic smell of musty old tomes and freshly bound books filling the mind of the assassin, the smart and more magically inclined would probably make their way there as knowledge was usually power, even more so for a mage. Who knew what sorts of forbidden secrets and world lore could be hidden amongst the collection of a company as powerful as Syntech. A place that he would normally consider spending the next few days in gathering as much information as he could but alas this was not his purpose for today. 

Continuing his walk towards the other primes in the room Victor noticed two more facilities, the Barracks where he had spent most of the first event resting before it started. And the bar and restaurant, perhaps if things went well with any of the many lovely ladies in the room he would end up spending more time in the barracks that he intended to. As he chuckled at this thought a flash off orange in the restaurant caught his eye. Stopping in Place Victor looked through the door of the dome and their eyes met. The rat, the orange rodent, the one that had indirectly allowed those LAW monsters to have their way with Gilgamesh's amazing city, was sitting with that failure of a mercenary and someone far too pleasing to the eyes for their group. 

Still, after the night before Victor was in a great mood, the rodent seemed to stare at him with a look of fear and curiosity. The assassin gave a toothy grin and wave, a look in his eyes saying enjoy this while it lasts because I plan on turning your pelt into handwear. Turning from the now terrified former enemy the Lord approached a familiar group of primes. One of them the current leader of the guards of Nippur and famous cute... tight ass Sir Kanda. The other was the tiny mage that had taken the opportunity to storm into the throne room and demand an audience with the King himself. Although annoying at the time Victor could not help but appreciate her ambition and style, and her small stature made her almost adorable to look at compared to his own six foot three height. 

As she was talking to the guard captain and he seemed to have somewhat of a relieved look on his face Victor assumed that the vertically challenged magus was at least still cordial to the New Babylonian group, this was good as it meant that Victors promise that Nippur would be taking the crown had all the more chance of becoming prophecy rather than vague threats that they would struggle to keep up. 

With the Mague and exorcist getting along so well Victor wondered if the reason that Kanda was such a stickler for the rules and so impatient all the time was simply because he was a lonely and very backed up young man in the prime of his life with only the pervy lord really giving him any sort of adult attention, what a sad life. Victor leaned down and made a heart shape with his thumbs and index fingers capturing the pair inside it as he looked through.

Shaking his head Victor decided that he could not see the logistics of that relationship working out, He knew the magus was demanding and forceful and would do what she could to get what she wanted, and knowing Kandas temper he seemed like the sort to not hold back and do things out of spite, the last thing Victors PR department wanted to deal with was complaints of death by Snu Snu. 

Approaching the pair Victor shouted. 

"Hello Candy my lover from another mother! How is this DA treating you, love?"