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Silmeria Valkyrie (Valkyrie Profile: Silmeria) |
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Silmeria already has a nice list of accomplishments, winning a championship and joining the rest of her cast in the upper divisions in one stroke. But she has yet to have a shot at one of a valkyrie's noblest callings - purifying the undead. She'll get her chance this week. While Sierra may be menacing on the rare occasions when she is not lazy, Silmeria still possesses all the skills needed to defeat her: a METH Seal will block the vampire's Finger of Death, and the archer valkyrie's silence - and stone-inducing arrow attacks - will bring her her fifth victory. |
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Ah, the obligatory "Welcome To Heavy" match, in which hapless upgraded Middles learn the hard way why Heavy is the League's most competitive division. This season, the honor of hazing the newbie goes to Sierra Mikain, vampire and slacker extraordinaire. The coven mistress should have little trouble dispatching this valkyrie, either quickly through her highly accurate instant death or more slowly by feasting on her life force with Stealer of Souls. It makes little difference - one way or another, Sierra will show everyone who the real death goddess is! |
SageAcrin A moment of safety, in the life of the Duelling League? Perhaps. Zidane was in a match against Natalia. Sten had disappeared recently, evidently in hiding for some reason... All of the crass perverts had left. And, of course, the refined perverts had a simple modicum of sense. So it would be a nice, peaceful match, like many between two women, recently. After all, when your opponents have plot powers consisting of a True Rune and being a Goddess, you avoid ticking them off. --- "Unless you can get away with it without getting caught." Edge noted. "Yeah, right, you, pull something off without getting caught. Right, Edge." Yuri answered, with a laugh. "Hey, I'm a ninja!" "...your idea of secrecy is firing a cannon at things." "They still haven't traced the Creamonade, either." "Because Lexis dredged up a cloaking device from god-knows-where and the people nerdy enough to figure out where it is from trajectory don't care." "So!?" Edge said, annoyed. "It's still secret!" "Edge...everyone...knows it's us that fires that. Watch." Yuri pulled open the door to his room, hauled someone out of the hallway, and pulled a confused Kenji into the room. "...oops, um, excuse me." Yuri said distractedly, as he shoved Kenji back out. "He knows about nothing besides exercise, doesn't count." Yuri tried again, pulling in a confused May(And nearly crushing himself against a wall, as he attempted to wrestle with a centaur.). "Do you know who fires the Creamonade?" "Um...you?" "See? And she's ditzy." "Hey!" "Thanks." Yuri said, as he turned back to Edge, leaving a annoyed May to huff to herself before leaving. "Seriously, one of the most stealthy moments you've had involved trying to kill Piastol with a giant robot. It at least took people a while to realize who the pilot was. Give it up." "Hah! I'll show you! My ninjit...ninjis...ninja skills are unparalelled!" "...you...you can't even pronounce your abilities right?" "...Shut up. Mark my words! I will have those two embaressed and cold or my name's not Edge Eblan, and no one will ever be the wiser!" "...okay..." Yuri shook his head. --- Sierra was puzzled. Her rune kept sending her a dire warning, a sense of forboding. What could this be? Was it just a warning that she would soon be combating a goddess? But it didn't feel that way... Indeed, her rune's warnings only served as a distraction. She never even noticed the fine powder, drifting onto her clothes, as she walked through a doorway. --- Silmeria, similarly, had a feeling of forboding. Well trained to trust her combat instincts, she had been looking over her shoulder, in dark corners, on ceilings... Still, when a drainage grate suddenly puffed gritty dust up onto her, she was annoyed, but never thought anything of it. Why should she? It was just dust. She had a match to go to. --- A gong rang. The match had started. Sierra took a deep breath, and prepared her rune. Silmeria lifted her bow, and aimed. A shadow flickered across the field. And then the water fell. A massive, crashing tidal wave slashed across the arena. Unto it's self, this distracting, painful attack would have been embarressing enough. But as Sierra and Silmeria's clothes began to fizzle and melt, they realized something was badly wrong. Sierra, her dress melting, simply smiled. She'd been given an edge. "Silly, prissy goddess." She noted, as Silmeria blushed furiously and started to cover herself. Shifting her focus, she held up her Darkness Rune... And cloaked herself in darkness, leaving only her head visible. "A simple plot power, one that won't effect the fight, is clearly legal. What do you have to deal with this, though?" Silmeria, blushing furiously, took up her bow. She wouldn't lose that easily! Sadly for her, she couldn't concentrate on her aim, like this... --- "...I'll be damned." Yuri said, as he (rather eagerly) watched the fight, and, ultimately, Silmeria's humiliating defeat. "He really did do it." "See!?" Edge yelled, as he rushed up to Yuri. "See!? See!? I told you I could pull it off without anyone catching me!" He yelled, oblivious to the several hundred people staring curiously at him. "And you said I couldn't do anything secretly! Hah!" Yuri stared blankly at Edge for a moment. Then he slapped his forehead. Silmeria Valkyrie: 27 |
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