Nyx // OTA (Multiples Welcome)
Nyx felt bad none the less. He was part of the team that won, but the Glaive felt incredibly bad. Nyx had allowed himself to be fooled in something so trivial, and had almost hurt a woman for nothing. Under the impression of what the sport was about. With a sigh, Nyx found himself a small perch on some of the bleachers and munched on one of the hotdogs he went out and acquired for the occasion. Which Nyx was happy to announce went incredibly well. Going through the doors, he was able to find a supermarket to do all the shopping he needed to do and provide far more than enough food.
On the side of that, also provide a fair amount of non-perishables for the entire town after. It was truly a good haul.
With a sigh, Nyx leaned back some taking another bite of the food he had. Staring at the sky above, it was truly a wonderful day. The weather was grand, the game was fun despite his own poor execution. The man had to let it go. He'd find the woman later and make a formal apology, possibly offer her a blender or another device he had brought back. Stuffing the rest of the hotdog into his yap, Nyx stood up from his spot, to go find more food.