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As one of the first fighters from her game to get a match, Legretta is bound and determined to start her Duelling League career off on the right foot. Her first opponent is...a prepubescent Tales melee fighter? Well, at least it's something she has experience dealing with. Legretta's terrific defense will severely reduce the amount of damage the android girl can inflict, and given Legretta's plentiful supply of HP, there's little chance that Presea can avoid opening herself up to the gunner's dreaded Prism Ballet. It just goes to show: while an axe to the face is one way to get ahead in life, it's hard to argue with an overkill limit. |
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Like all good girls, Presea has promptly returned to the DL on time. She's back for her second crack at a Heavy championship - and with her human smashing Pow Hammer DX she's well equipped to take on Legretta. No human can withstand the skull smacking power of this human smiting weapon; combine that with Presea's insanely powerful skills and Legretta will find herself out of HP before her dreaded Prism Ballet can come into play. While Legretta's lesser magic such as Holy Lance will certainly sting, the young warrior has plenty of HP to soak up that damage. Really, it's all a matter of coming out firing for Presea to win. |
SageAcrin Zidane was enraged. Zidane was frustrated. Zidane, unfortunately, couldn't express his feelings properly, a rare sensation for him. "MPHMMMFL!" Zidane yelled. Being gagged does that to a man. "Oh, come on. I just want you to...be here, safe." Garnet "Dagger" Til Alexandros said, tightening up a knot. "I know you're a pervert, but last week was...well, that can't be you. It really can't. It can't. It can't, it can't, it can't, it can't, it can't!" Dagger insisted, tying another rope so tightly that Zidane emitted a muffled shriek. Obliviously, Dagger continued, "So it's some sort of a spell. No one can figure out exactly what, yet, though...so, we just keep you away from any matches you might...get a bad reputation for attending." She finished. "Mph!" Zidane yelled into the wadded scarf in his mouth. "I don't care if you don't like it. It's bad enough being your girlfriend with your reputation. At least Yuri canonically got two girls, so his situation's a mess with both alive. You? You're just giving me a worse and worse name for putting up with you..." Dagger sighed. "And I know you don't mean to. Half the time, it's not even your fault. Your luck is just horrible. I'd tolerate this all a lot better if you didn't get caught so much..." "Mphmph!" Zidane nodded. "I'm still killing you if I ever catch you, of course." Dagger finished, as she tied off the last knot. "Mph." Zidane nodded dolefully. "Well, have fun until the little girl gets done fighting!" Dagger smiled, and walked off. [/i]"...she gets forceful at the most random times."[/i] Zidane thought. "But she really should know better than to tie a master thief up! I'll show her I can handle a little magic or whatever! I'm the pinnacle of self-control!" Zidane grinned to himself, as he started loosening the ropes. He quickly realized that he was tied up so tightly that he'd had a rib broken. Still no problem for a master thief, though! *Three hours later.* "Mphmphmphmph!" Zidane called out, as Sten pulled out a knife and proceeded to cut the few, exceedingly stubborn, ropes still left on Zidane off, and ungag him. "Ahhh, that's better!" Zidane said, rapidly scratching his nose. "I've had my nose itching for the last two hours! It was hell!" "...okay..." Sten shrugged. "So, what're we doing? What match are we heading to? I've heard that Jenna chick's supposed to be pretty hot, and no matter what anyone says, I know Lloyd's a girl, damnit, how the hell can a man be tha-" "Oh, I'm headed over to Legretta and Presea's match." Zidane said, as he started to take off at a run. Only to be tripped by Sten. "...look, Zidane, everyone saw the match last week. One time won't get you a reputation. Twice, though, and with a little girl this time? That's really bad for us all, man." "It's not like that!" "So you just want to watch little girl fight?" Sten answered dubiously." "...No, I mean, I want to go there and not molest them!" "...Can't you do that from here?" "Yes, but not in public!" "So you want to...not molest them in public. Can't you do that from a bar?" "Oh, shut up and come on." Zidane answered, annoyed, rushing out the door. "...I need to make a stop first." Sten said, rushing another direction. --- [/i]-This is depressing. Not only do I lose a match in the first round-again-, but they make me judge two girls in a slap fight right afterwards...[/i] Mewtwo projected psychically, shaking his head, as the fight got underway. "It could be worse. You could have to watch Jogurt and Zahhak fight." Yuna noted. -True. Indeed, it exceeded Mewtwo's expectations. Presea and Legretta had both thoroughly researched each other's flaws and advantages before the match. The net result, unfortunately, was Presea learning that unless she could perfectly time a combination right, she would be ripped apart by a Mystic Arte. Similarly, Legretta knew her opponent came from a game without Free Run. The undignified net result was a chipping war mostly consisting of Legretta running around with Presea chasing her. Into this, Zidane, closely chased by Sten, entered... --- "Look! See! I'm fine! Nothing wrong at all!" Zidane yelled at Sten, as he sat down in a seat. "...I'm still going to stop you if you do something stupid, okay?" "Fine, fine, just let me watch the...match..." Zidane drifted off, as he watched the two girls running around the arena. "...you'd better be staring at-" "She's so cute, isn't she?" "You mean-" "That pink hair, those clothes, the mallet, it's all so..." Zidane grinned, and proceeded to leap out of his seat, charging down to the arena with reckless abandon. -...Oh. I was wondering when that would happen. Mewtwo "said", noting Zidane's rapid flight down the steps. -He always has had the stupidity to fall directly into traps no one made for him. Sten, sighing, raised the item he had rushed off to get earlier. "I wish I'd gotten enough time to get something better than this." Sten lamented, as he threw his only hope of stoping Zidane. A Prinny. Unfortunately, Sten, with the otherworldly creature knowledge of the average rock, had unfortunately just picked one Prinny out of Etna's nearby-at-the-time Prinny barracks. He didn't know that Prinny Gods are somewhat resistant to blowing up. (Sometimes. It depends, really. Regardless, this one was.) (On a related note: The Prinny God would have simply killed Sten, but unfortunately you just can't do that when you're picked up, unless the opponent ends their turn. It's a Prinny thing.) The net result was quite spectacular, as the Prinny bounded into Zidane, sending both tumbling into the arena. Followed by a massive fountain of blood, as a unbelievably pissed Prinny proceeded to take his anger out on Zidane. "...not quite what I wanted, but it works!" Sten remarked happily. Unfortunately for all concerned, Legretta, not noticing the scene, promptly tripped over the Prinny. Then Presea, not noticing the Prinny, swung her Pow Hammer with full force, shattering Prinny, Zidane and Legretta, all to varying degrees. The Prinny, having had enough of this, now exploded. -I need to mentally shatter people more often, if it gets these results.- Mewtwo remarked happily, as boring battle and annoying thief, as well as a sizable chunk of the arena, simply vaporized. -Still, I can't figure that out. Zidane was only supposed to be mentally swayed for a day...though, that would be what would effect most people for a day. Maybe it was like using a sandblaster on a soup cracker with him, though... Mewtwo drifted into thought, determined to find the optimal path to mentally controlling those who couldn't control their minds as well as Mewtwo could control their minds. --- All things considered, it had gone pretty well. Presea was declared the loser by interference-after all, her opponent had tripped first, giving her a clear advantage-which was fine with her, the result wasn't so different from what she expected anyways. At least Legretta went with her, though. As for Zidane...? "Mrph!" "Yes, yes, I know, Mewtwo said he fixed you, and told me all about it. He's even said he'll make a public announcement. Nice of him." Dagger said, tightening another knot. "But after doing something that stupid, I'm convinced you just need to be tied up for your own safe keeping." She finished, cracking another rib with a vicious tightening. Grinning, she walked out of Zidane's room. Stopping outside of the room, she paused thoughtfully for a moment. Then she went to buy some itching powder for a certain someone. Sten had mentioned an interesting remark Zidane had made, in passing... Legretta: 42 |
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