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The black sheep of the Valeria household has been energized by her recent rise to Heavy, and is no doubt even further galvanized by the prospect of joining her Sword Magess ancestor in Godlike, so you can imagine that she will be pulling no punches against Neifirst. Coming in with grappling hooks, mechanical implants and curved blades blazing, Kanon has been seen around the Duelling League grounds over the past week training like a demon. You see, she has more at stake in this fight than a simple Heavy title. Kanon fights for the honor of video game robots, mecs, androids and cyborgs everywhere, because she'll be damned if she'll let another cutesy catgirl get a championship. |
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It's a mechanized melee in Heavy this week, as Neifirst vies for her place in the semifinals against the cyborg mercenary known only as Kanon. As both lovely ladies are fairly simple duellists, relying on lightning speed and various cruel metal implements and attachments to do some serious damage, the match will be fierce but relatively uncomplicated. For all that the two may be evenly matched in most areas, however, with Kanon even winning slightly in agility, there is one count on which Neifirst is superior. Kanon is irrevocably flawed by her remaining and rediscovered vestiges of humanity, while Neifirst has no such albatross around her neck, which will make all the difference. |
SageAcrin "Grrrr....I'm going to slice them all in half!" Neifirst said, looking at her nearly-empty wardrobe. "Why would all of them want my clothes? Why? Augh! I spent 200,000 Meseta on all of that! I'll never replace that green silk dress with the chiffon, or the pink lace nightgown, or....." Neifirst slumped her shoulders, sighing. "Hmph, is something wrong in here, girl? You could hear your shriek a mile off." A gruff voice said from the door. "Huh?" Neifirst said, opening the door. "Oh, I was...um....frustrated about..." "Oh, that. I'd heard of what Max did." Drachma said, walking into the room. "Hmph, just go get your clothes back yourself, girl. You're an adult, show some backbone." "I tried!" Neifirst said, nearly wailing. "I got stuff back from a dozen people, but there's just too many people that have my clothes!" "Just wait until your next match, all the perverts that have your clothes will be there." Drachma said, shrugging. "But...I can't just kill them all. There's too many, and I can't think of any plans, and..." "Oh, pah." Drachma said, annoyed. "I don't know how I got drug into this. Listen. I'll help you. Just shut up and let me do the work." --- As Kanon and Neifirst entered the arena, a loud grumbling was heard from the crowd. "Hey, what gives here!" Rapp said. "This isn't what was promised!" Sten yelled. "They said they'd be in bikinis!" Irvine yelled. "No, they said wet tee-shirts." Slust argued. "I'd heard see-through teddies." Stahn said, scratching his head. "Ahem." A massive booming voice called out from the sky above the arena. "Everyone in the ring has exactly five minutes to pass either the article of Neifirst's clothing they bought from Max, or a note saying where to get it, to a box near one of the entrances of the arena." Drachma called out through a loudspeaker, abord the Delphinus. "If I don't see enough of you worthless perverts passing along notes or clothes, you'll get to see the Moon Stone Cannon from a ringside view." "Thanks, girls, for helping me out on this." Drachma said to Fina and Aika. "This was fun enough to be worth the trouble, and the Little Jack just wouldn't have had the full impact. Hah, look at them run with their pieces of paper." "Oh, Drachma really did it!" Neifirst said happily, waving up at the ship. "I have to tha-OOF!" "...did she forget we were fighting or something...?" Kanon said, staring down at Neifirst's unconcious body. "Odd, I'd never heard she was such a ditz before. Ah, well." Kanon said, walking out of the arena. "...I think she needed all the help she could get." Drachma said, looking down at Neifirst's prone body being hauled out of the arena. "Say, what are you two looking at?" Drachma said, looking over at Fina and Aika whispering to each other. "No, it can't..." Fina said. "Yes, it is." Aika said stubbornly. "Oh, here, Cap'n, give me that thingy to look through!" "...It's called a glass, Aika." Drachma said, handing it to her. "Whatever. Hey, look, it..." Aika said, gasping. "Let me see." Fina said, grabbing the scope. "It is him!" "VYSE!" Aika and Fina screamed out in unison, looking down at the unaware young man holding a brassiere. Before Drachma could move, Aika had shoved him out of the way, and Fina had reached for the controls... Drachma simply stared, as half of the arena simply vaporised, and most of the rest burst into flames. "......While I appreciate what you did, and why..." Drachma said, looking down at the ruins. "You're still the ones paying for it." "What!? But I don't have that kind of..." "Huh? Cap'n, I..." "Shut up before I throw both of you off the boat." Drachma said, shaking his head. Kanon: 24 dark_yamiyugi
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