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« on: November 05, 2014, 02:27:55 pm »
Mesa just shrugged at Kite's comment, looking thoughtful, but not overly upset at the idea of not getting far in the tournament. She would obviously try her best to advance, but she hadn't entered to actually try to win any bits or fame. She let out a sigh of relief as Vita finished her leg, and gave it an experimental stretch. She threw an impressed look at the doctor when the movement brought no pain, as if Silencia's knife had never touched there at all. Mesa briefly wondered if she should try to be more reckless during her next fight, if she really couldn't suffer any lasting damage. Breaking herself out of her thoughts at Kite's question, Mesa tapped her hoof against her chin as she tried to remember if any other combatants had really caught her attention.
"Honestly, I was called to fight fairly quickly after you, but I did see bits and pieces of a few fights." She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to see the fights she had passed in her mind's eye. "There was a crystal pony with a bow and some interesting arrows, it looked like they spread ice wherever they hit," she remembered. "And a tall unicorn mare that could definitely handle a rapier. Oh, and an Earth pony with hoof daggers that, quite frankly, seemed a little insane." After another moment, Mesa frowned slightly. "And there was that cloaked pony. Who did the clipboard pony call into that zone? Nightshade and.... Misty something?" She shook her head at her own guess. "No, that wasn't it. Anyway, you probably saw her before the matches began, she passed by us when Vita was checking ahead for any medical problems. It almost looked like she wasn't carrying any weapons at all, just an hourglass," Mesa added, recalling the detail that made the strange pony stick out in her mind in the first place.
Lapsing into another moment of thoughtful silence, and taking the opportunity to really look around for the first time since she had limped in, Mesa caught sight of Foxtrot as he was asking Vita some medical question. Not wanting to break off her conversation with Kite or interrupt Vita, Mesa settled on attempting to catch Foxtrot's eye and give him a brief smile of greeting before she returned her attention to the other pegasus. "Those were the main combatants I noticed, anyway." She glanced in the direction of the arena with a vaguely impatient expression, trying to guess how many ponies were still fighting. "I'm guessing the first rounds are fairly close to over, especially with how many fights were going on at once."