Megan walked to a shady part of the arena. Sitting down and watched everyone, looking for an opponent to fight. Her hazel eyes carefully scanning until she spotted someone who looked neither too strong nor weak. "Hey! You!"
Cicile looked around by hearing of someone saying "Hey! You!" She gave her an odd look "Do you mean me?" and she waited to see if anyone els turned to the girl who said that and then she started to walk to wards the girl. Cicile looked a round for a bit until she stood in frond of the girl.
David smiles and took Pico's hand and squeezed it tightly. He kissed it and said "If we work together Pico I know we can win. Me and you can take them down." David walked out to the arena. he creaked his neck and cracked his knuckles. david looked ready and was excited to begin the spar.
"Yes you. Do you want to fight me?" Megan raised an eyebrow, looking at Cicile. She crossed her arms, and kept her face in a frown. She started to look her up and down, taking in every single detail about her.
Pico retracted her hand quickly, clearly a little more seriously irritated this time. "Are you even paying attention? I swear, once you get the word 'fight' in your head, you seem like you can't focus on anything else." Giving a huff as she watched him walk off, she wondered what exactly the point of that had been. She clearly wasn't in the frame of mind to deal with these shows of affection anymore in any capacity, and the odd 'reassurance' only served to reassure her that there would be no relying on her companion or anyone else for anything until the dueling was completely over.
"Whatever, that's not exactly a new situation. I've survived before without him, I don't need supervision for every second of the day." She muttered to herself as she unwrapped another lollipop and walked off to find a place to watch the fights from. "I'm not dealing with any of this now, not the commentary or anything! I'll just fight whoever's left."