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Vayne Aurelius (Mana Khemia: Alchemists of Al-Revis) |
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The Dueling League has seen no small number of odd weapons in it's day. From combs to umbrellas, gunblades to waterswords, and even the occasional frying pan and a few hand puppets, the signature bizarre piece of equipment hardly manages to make most DL veterans turn their head in surprise. Now, however, Vayne's here with perhaps the oddest weapon of them all, the Sentient Cat-Sword. And Reno would do well to fear this peculiar weapon in the arena, as Vayne can back up the power of his weapon with Overrealm, which will easily give the mopey young hero enough speed to down the Turk in the blink of a cat's eye. Chaos Devotion, Violent Pillar; either road leads to Reno becoming a permanent bloodstain on the arena floor, as Vayne's power destroys all those that think they can face him in the battle arena and live to tell the tale. |
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Reno's been here a long time. He was antagonizing spikey haired heroes back when they didn't outnumber silent mains. He was tangling with Breath of Fire characters before people were unsure if Myria could become a Godlike champion. He was taking time to smell the roses before love and friendship were the message of every quest... okay, so some things were the same back then. But the point is, Reno's been around the block a few times, so an indecisive young punk that things a talking cat and some fancy turn crap are gonna let him take on a Turk? He's got another thing coming to him, that's for sure. Whatever trick Reno pulls out of his signature ElectroMag Rod, Vayne's going to be in a world of hurt, and thanks to the rather lengthy wind-up time on Vayne's only real trick, Reno's got plenty of time to use the rod and beat some respect into the new kid. |
Taishyr "..." "..." "..." "Uh, so... am I in?" Vayne muttered, standing in front of the Turks. Reno leaned back for a second, eyes closed, as Elena and Rude exchanged glances. "I would say so, kid. You just managed to beat all the members of the Turks but me in a fair fight, -and- cooked us up some healing. This being said, I'm still telling you to not worry about the match tomorrow." Reno drawled. "Oh...? I don't want to give up without a good fight, though." Vayne replied, seeming to draw up as Reno swung out of his seat and strolled toward him. "Look, kid. Most of the time? You'd kick my ass - being able to fuck with time does that. But you don't want an arena fight, where I actually know you're coming. Alright?" Reno replied... before quickly hitting Vayne with the ElectroMag Rod. As Vayne twitched underneath the Pyramid, Reno shrugged. "That's why." With that, he kicked the Pyramid, leaving Vayne to collapse on the floor. As Rude and Elena hoisted the young and still dazed man up, Reno gestured out. "Let's go get drunk or something. I'll cover, this time." Vayne Aurelius: 18 |
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