Ken: The first day of the week, it was rather livly. the compition between the two was about to commence on the field of an open plain. it was a war. a day when two of the most top knotch rival were about to find out who were better between the two, their own style were identical since they both were known to have possesse the same teacher as the other. His hands were droped at his side, the cloths they wore were naturally without sleeve for a more flexable movement. their color was a tent-crimson, or his was. and the last and most final part of his clothing, was a small cloth wrapped around his mid-section that was a solid-black. his eyes were a deep-azure color. a dark yet distinctive hue, that were narrow in feature. a few livly strands of blonde fell over his forehead. their mid-length strands were barly a few inches over the eye. His body assumed a normal standing position, each of his feet about a foot apart from one another. "Okay, ryu. This is the first time we've fought in a while, I expect the best from my rival."