After Clay had Omi hog-tied in his rope, only then did the timer for the training battle finally stop.
Kimiko Tohomiko: And Time!
With what she had said about the time while holding the stopwatch, Kimiko called for the training battle's end. Raimundo wanted nothing more than to congratulate Clay on dethroning Omi as undefeated while chuckling up a perfect storm of laughter.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Nice one, Clay, my man. You definitely stopped Omi's Asia-sized ego in its tracks.
Clay just took his friend and shoku leader, Raimundo's, praise in stride and beamed with the pride of a new parent. The cowboy monk, however, still did not think there was any real need for the Brazilian dragon of the wind to insult the little cheeseball monk.
Clay Bailey: Yeah, I guess ya could say that, Rai!
Meanwhile, Omi just harrumphed at Raimundo for treating him like a loser and laughing at his defeat. Kimiko went over to untie the little bald monk from Clay's rope.
Kimiko Tohomiko: Don't worry, Omi. I've got you.
Omi was exceedingly grateful for Kimiko's help.
Omi: Thank you, Kimiko, for your help, unlike someone whose name I shall not mention right at this mentor.
Clay Bailey: I think ya mean 'this minute', little buddy.
Omi sighed and lowered his big, round, bald head in shame of yet another failed attempt to use slang like a professional.
Omi: I stand corrected. Darn you, slang! Why does your mastery continue to allude me? I have been able to master all other of my friends' every month activities, so why is it that only the fine artistry of slang always seems to not want me to learn it at all?!
It was then that Omi started to cry upon realizing the possibility that he might never get the hold of how to utilize slang in its correct form. Raimundo, however, just continued to chuckle up a perfect storm of laughter at the little monk now getting yet another word/saying wrong in addition to losing the timed training battle against Clay, the dragon of the earth, speed of a rock, Mr. Kung-Fu-Cowboy, of all the xiaolin dragons at the temple.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Ah, come on, Omi. It's not my fault you suck so bad when it comes to deception and stink out loud at slang.
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RaiKim in 'The Battle Royale'
Fanfictionthis was originally an idea from the mind of a deviantART user under the username of HeavenlyRose23, but was discontinued for reasons unknown. I shall continue their RaiKim comic story as a fanfiction, starting at the beginning.
