[i]”The Second Dimension” (During the tourney and subsequent Trayven attacks, Dojo)[/i] Bored. And tired. And worried. And everything else in between. Velinnea Stoik, Mandalorian, Clone Commander, and 29 year old woman was currently resting upon a tree bored out of her mind. She wore her usual attire; a red shirt, under a red hoodie, black jeans, and boots. She hadn’t exactly been involved in any action both in the Dojo and out in the ever-shifting galaxy for months on end. And then she got one. In the form of herself. Unexpectedly. Vel’s quickly brushed her dark red hair away, as she looked toward...well herself. The only differences? A purple aura surrounded the Vel 2, and instead of the Mandalorian’s normal brown eyes, Vel 2 had yellow eyes. Immediately, Vel 2 cackled. “Ah; Strange. A dimension in which the virus hadn’t corrupted this place yet; almost like a dream for me.” Vel 2 says, as Vel got up, her blaster pistol aimed toward Vel 2. “Who the hell are you?” She asks, Vel 2 laughing. “Call me...your evolution.” Vel 2 has told Velinnea, before sprinting and throwing Velinnea’s pistol to the ground. ————————————— [i](A few minutes later..)[/i] Sounds of fighting could be heard, very obviously being quite brutal. It would’ve lead into the Woods. [spoiler]Open to everyone.[/spoiler]