Snippet #2441991

Xanth JR. attention quickly switched his attention to the sight of a woman in unusual combat armor giving a huge cries of aggression as he pummeled a practise dummy through the air form her excessive and blindingly fast attacks before landing with disdain at how easily broken it was. Xanth JR. eyes brightened with interest at such a spectacle, it certainly wouldn't be boring here. He rubbed his huge jaw with anticipation.

The woman then addressed him rudely as she lit a cigarette with her bare fingers, insulting his appearance and hovering a few feet off the ground, to which the purple skinned clone looked up in fascination giving a childish "Oooooooooooooo!", his eye's changing more frequently in vibrant colours.
He then cleared his throat, despite being a creature without need for breath, and replied to her calmly, seemingly unphased by the insults. "Hello miss warrior, I am Xanth JR., I am of a race of arcane clones which wander abouts and such. I was searching around of the place for the people who do the punching, yes yes. You defeated that immobile statue very goodly indeed! I asks if possible, the task is, to be of the enrolling into this battle school." He then gave a flourishing bo, before adding; "Unless it turns out to be greatly of the boring variety, then I will leave, yes yes. "