[b][i]"Damnit, Balthazar."[/i][/b] [b]He tears off his own head, revealing Ornstein.[/b] "Ey."

[u]Balthazar stares at Ornstein.[/u] What th' 'ell were you doin', makin' all that racket? Ye' woke me up from me beauty sleep!

"Beauty sleep? Bah."

[u]Balthazar closes the hatch and opens the door, his massive frame a silhouette in the sunlight. Instead of his normal armor, he dons a tunic and leather pants. His skin is covered in scars from battle, all of it burnt from flames. His body is thick and muscular, the exposed skin stretched and pulled from the tension.[/u] Can't an old man get some sleep?

"You didn't have to come out here..." [b]Orn tears off the rock armor he was wearing, revealing his normal golden suit. It shines greatly on the sunlight.[/b] "Y'know, we should have a battle sometime. You and Po VS Me and Smough. It might be fun."

[u]Balthazar shrugs.[/u] Maybe. It'll take me a bit t' find Po. He's been off contemplatin' or some shite, so I aven't talked to em' in a while.