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Drachma's about as much of an opposite of his opponent as you can get. A family man, late in his life, horribly scarred, driven by revenge... and yet, much like Meis, he's a damn fine Duelling League contender. In any event, the sailor's plan is simple. Charge up for his Hand of Fate attack, and simply take a few of Meis's summons like a real man. One giant palm later, and the DL's newest playboy will be just another stain on the arena floor. |
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Here he comes, ladies! The ultimate playboy has arrived, his sights set firmly on domination. That is, domination of both the DL Heavy field and its lovely legion of ladies! Sofia, Lenus, Lulu and Rydia are all in his sights, and all he has to do to get to them is deal with the old codger Drachma. Which, really, should be a foregone conclusion. A few summons of Sodine or Aquoon or what have you should send the old sailor packing in time for a hot evening date. |
Sage Acrin *One hour before the match...* "What did I say wrong?" Meis Triumph asked. "Say!? You tried to grab my butt, and when I smacked you, you tried sweet-talking me! Now get out of my sight!" With that last addition, Aika kicked Meis in the chest, knocking him across the room, and into a wall. Forunatly for Meis, while the impact from this was large, Aika isn't a very strong person, so he wasn't particularly hurt by this... *One hour later.* "Hmph. Where's that boy I'm supposed to be fighting?" A annoyed Drachma wondered. *A high pitched scream is heard from the other end of the DL Arena, and the sound of a large amount of wind moving is heard. Shortly after, a worse-for-the-wear Meis Triumph emerges from the far entrance to the arena.* "Geez, everyone here's so violent. Why do you wear a scanty yellow bikini everywhere if you don't expect comments on it? I'm just lucky that wind attack of hers missed me..." *A loud gong sound is heard across the arena, and the announcers declare the match started. Smiling slightly, Drachma pulls in a barrier of energy.* "What the heck does that do?" A puzzled Meis wondered. "Ah, well. Time to summon. Sodine!" *Several moments later, a nearly unphased Drachma smiled across the arena at Meis.* "Hmmpph. That all you have?" "What!? You can't shrug off the most powerful force in my world that easily!?" "Why not?" *Up in the stands...* "INTERFERENCE!" A annoyed Aika screamed out. "Sodine is-mmphm!" "Aika! You know what they do to people who spoil games here!" Vyse exclaimed. "But she's-Mmph! Stop that!" "Look down there at her." Vyse directed, pointing to a very loud young girl near the front row, covered in a black gummy substance and what appeared to be feathers. "And all she did was spoil Star Ocean 3's ending, and was totally wrong in every detail of it." "I thought it was Precis' voice that got her tarred and feathered..." Mumbled a nearby Gilder, wincing at a particularly loud shout from the girl. "But I have to do something!" Yelled Aika, annoyed at her companion's obtuseness, and ran off. "...Oh, no, don't tell me she has another plan..." Vyse groaned. *On the field...* "Hah. Those summons of yours just aren't enough, boy." Drachma stated. "Now, to finish you off." Drachma started charging energy into his mechanical hand, clearly about to use his infamous Hand of Fate... "Arrghlomph!" Meis groaned, as Aika, who evidently had taken a running leap off of one of the arena's sets of stairs, landed largely on his head, feet first, driving him to the ground and knocking him unconcious. "That'll show you, you pervert." Aika stated with satisfaction...and then noticed the entire arena staring at her in shock. "What? I'm a summon!" Aika stated. "What, why is everyone staring at me like that, don't you believe me...? Hey, captain, tell them!" She said, to the utterly stunned Drachma. "Winner...of the match...is...Meis Triumph, due to the other side's interference..." A stunned judge announced. "Girl...you had better run." Drachma stated, coldly staring at Aika. "But I didn't do anything wrong! Why is everyone so ma-hey, put me down Captain, hey! What those people doing with that pot full of tar? Hey, no! VYSE! HEEELLPPP!" Fortunatly for Meis, this means he'll be going on to the next round. Unfortunatly, it means he'll have several dozen broken bones which will have to heal naturally. Since a unfortunatly large population of the DL's healers/clerics/priests are female, and he happened to hit on them all, which, in turn, annoyed them all into staying away from him... Drachma: 12 Monkeyfinger
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