[b]Inside of the Dojo, there was a slight...conflict.[/b] "Really Patches?!" [i]"WHAT?!"[/i] [b]The two known as Patches and Anri were fighting again. Patches, in his typical leather suit, had been busy all week. Constantly busy, building, not even helping the Dojo. Meanwhile, Anri was in her knight armor, though her helmet was off, revealing her pale blond face.[/b] [b]From what could be seen? They were pissed at eachother.[/b] [i]"You know how damn busy I am right now, and I don't need help."[/i] "Just let me help you, plea-" [i]"Oh hell no. Last time you tried "helping" me, I nearly died.[/i] [i]Now get lost!"[/i] [b]Shaking her head, Anri left. Heading towards the training grounds. Patches stayed, grumbling as he was pulling things out of a large box of some sort.[/b] [spoiler]Open. This'll be a prelude to the thing I talked about in a post earlier.[/spoiler]