Categorizing

"Let's go see what this dome is like," you say as you head to the center of the city.

It takes twenty minutes for you four to walk there, and you see that they are many others who are visiting the dome as well. You wonder which will be actual competitors.

"Are you four competitors?" someone in clothes similar to the sign-up attendant's asks.

"Yes," you answer. "We're here to get categorized and fitted."

"Right this way!"

They lead you to a back room, where many others are standing on weight scales and being measured.

"Please remove your outer clothing, so that we can get proper weight measurements."

The four of you take off your pants, skirts, shoes and shirts, then stand on scales.

"Alright then," the same attendant that lead you there says. "Young Flashfire shall be in the girls' lightweight division, while Saffire shall be in the men's middleweight division, while Blackfire and Nuh will both be in the young women's g'quopa-weight division."

"The what?" you ask.

"G'quopa means 'slightly lighter than average'. Now, on to the fitting!"

The attendants take your measurements, and you're a little disappointed you can't hear the exact numbers for Blackfire and Nuh.

The robotic taylors whip up the uniforms in a flash, and hand them to you.

The girls wear tiny bloomer-like bottoms and a sports bra, along with socks and padded finger-less gloves. You also wear the socks and gloves, but you're only given tight fitting shorts.

"Can I get a shirt?" you ask, feeling odd about fighting someone without a shirt on.

"No, they could use it against you. You can change back now, and keep those with you. Report back here at 10:00 in the morning for the opening rounds."

The four of you get dressed and pack your uniforms in complimentary duffle bags.