Twin Rose Tourney Gathering

[Zeke Sturm]

"DAMNABLE RODENTS!!!"

Zeke grabbed a squirrel that had clung to him during the fall, and flung it a fair distance. It hit a tree, and grabbed hold.

"Pesky fuzzballs."

He noticed the one who had helped him from the tree.

"Trinity? We seem to run into each other often..." He recalled the name on his rose. "I guess you're my tourney partner, huh?"

[SLE]

"Please don't be late, please don't be late, please don't be l-" the girl rushed through the streets. Barely any traffic, odd, if you ask me. She was wearing a white outfit with a bow in her hair. A bluish hairpin in her black wavy hair. She swerved back and forth as the wind blew her features back. Nothing was beneath her shoes, she was riding what appeared to be pure air. Upon closer inspection, you could see a light layer of blue specks, levitating her feet slightly above the ground. If clocked, she would probably be going about the speed of a racing bike.

"Why does this always happen to me!?!?" It was true. She could never get somewhere she wanted on time. But she always arrived on scene exactly on time when she never really wanted to be there in the first place. All she knew was that she received an important notice to go to the park today. Though, the meetup time was about 20 minutes ago. She planned to get there a bit early, to see. But instead, now she's late. Fantastic. But she could see the entrance to the park. Thankfully, she could see a few people there. By the look of things, she appeared to be the last person to arrive. From afar, she could see a few familiar faces. Included in that was Nouri, wait, what was he doing there? Oh god, she hoped this wasn't a setup or something.

Arriving upon the gate, a man greeted her. He was wearing shades and handed her a rose. At first, she declined, thinking he was coming on to her. However, this wasn't the case. He fled quickly after she accepted it. "Hey, Wait!" she blurted to no avail. Inspecting the rose carefully, she could see it was nicely prepared. It was cut expertly and dethorned. However, there were some black parts on the rose. Was it dying? She inspected the underside of the petal. A name was stitched on to the red thing. "Isaac? That must be my partner." She murmured to herself. With a panoramic view of the park area, she checked for her partner. Wait, how would she know what to look for?