"I'd just as soon cut the door down and take it," Otaku said. "But, if you have the key, that means you reside in his room, so I'd have to cut the door down just to come back and get the key from you, which would then be useless since the door would be cut down. But, if I cut the door down, then everyone will be able to see what I'm doing, and that wouldnt be too sw33t. On the other hand, if you're willing to fork over the key, it must mean that you ph34r my l33t skillz, and just want to go away unharmed. So I guess that means the hard way would be we play hide-and-go-seek, which I don't like playing, so I'd just as soon cut the door down and waltz right on in."

Basically, Otaku's goal was to smother dis f00' with babble.

((I'm going to wait 60 minutes before making another post.))

"Wanna know something? My name is Zatara Masamune. I fear no living being. but since your going to stall me for more time than I care..." He tosses the key card to the guy "Catch" as he tosses he walks to the elevator closes the door and goes back to the lobby and goes back to his chair and book and looks to Jinken who had apparently done something with a pepsi. "The roof has a nice view I hear, and some room for some sparring. I am going to finish this book since well, you know I rarely speak..." The book he was reading was apparently the key to public speaking by some guy. "oh you might want to stay off the fiftieth floor. Someone '0wnerz' it..."

Jinken gave him a funny look and smiled. With a whoosh of his cloak he was heading to the elevator, and he called out behind him,"See ya up there." He entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor since you can't take the elevator to the roof. As he rode the elevator up he muttered,"Can't exactly avoid the 50th floor if I'm goin' to the roof....the stairs are the only way up." When the doors open he looked down to see a man standing in front of a pent house like suite. Bah, is that all I would have needed to avoid? Eh, maybe he knows more than I do... He thought to himself as he headed for the stairs. He went up the stairs two at a time until he reached the roof. He walked over to the edge and looked over. It was a long way down.

Zatara looked at his book and then though You know I know how to speak, this shouldn't be too tough, I'll go spar... he thought as he put down his book and ran up the stairs and then when he got up to the roof "If you wondering about the fiftieth I didn't want you to get to aggitated by the guy down there, we don't want want any major injuries from disputes till the actual council..." Zatara said..."So where do we begin?"

Jinken turned from the side of the building and looked at the man. He laughed and drew his blood red bastard sword. He pointed it at the man and said,"Draw your weapon, we will spar till one of us gives up...which isn't likely to happen, due to the fact I'm stubborn and I can only assume the same of you," He drew back his hood,"I'm Jinken of the Dream Crushers by the way. Now, are the terms acceptable for you? Chances are one of us will be knocked unconscious before giving up, so it all works out."

"Dream Crushers Eh, You guys bought a couple of corvettes the other day. Zatara Masamune of The Sky Lords. Yeah either that or this will last so long that we will both have to just stop and go to the council..." Zatara said pulling out his samurai blade and getting into stance.

Jinken grinned,"You've got a point." He left his sword the way it was, pointing at his opponents heart. He sat like that for a while then asked,"So who's got first move?"

Otaku jammed at the controls on his PSP, making Solid Snake move around on the screen and shooting various soldiers. He heard foosteps above him, and heard voice come in through the window, but he didn't pay it much mind. Right now, he just wanted to kick some ass.

"Yeah, who ownz j00!?" he yelled at the PSP screen. "Dat's right! I ownz j00!"

"If you wish to go first, you may." Zatara said...

Jinken tilted his head and said,"As you wish." With that he brought the sword to his side and ran at his opponent. About ten feet from his target he lept in the air, raising his blade high. He brought the flat of his sword down at the man, hoping to get a hit in early.