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The heir to the Shinra company finds himself facing an equal in the young noblewoman Priscilla this week, but social status is about all that the two have in common. Rufus's talent at oppressing the masses and manipulating would-be heros stands in sharp contrast with Priscilla's sweetly tragic nature. However, holding back isn't the secret behind the Shinra fortunes, and Rufus doesn't intend to try it now. Even without Dark Nation at his side, Rufus' blinding speed and his shotgun will be more than enough to take down his frail foe before he needs to retreat. |
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Gentle like a breeze, swift like the winds: the noble Cornwell Valkyrie Priscilla makes her debut in the fields of DL Light this season, and her premiere couldn't bring a better opponent. Rufus Shinra may be rather speedy himself, but his shotgut lacks the might to bring down even the frail Priscilla quickly... and she will counter his every attempt to hit her, many which may fail considering Priscilla good evasion. After a few well-placed castings of magics, Priscilla will put Rufus in his place and bring glory to the deceased house Cornwell as well as her beloved brother. |
Ryu Hayabusa The crowd was restless and angry, consisting mostly of underpaid townsfolk who could only afford to see a Light match on their meager salaries. Yet they watched with some interest as Priscilla rode into the arena to face Rufus. "You know, we don't have to fight." Rufus smiled. "I could offer you a secretarial position at Shinra instead. You could experience all sorts of modern amenities, instead of living in some barbaric medieval world." "I'm sorry.." Priscilla said. "I'm fighting to bring honor to someone who is very dear to me. I can't just give up..." "Very well." Rufus said. "It's too bad, we could have been friends." "Quickly, before I lose my resolve!" Priscilla cried, charging forward. Rufus snapped up his shotgun - aiming not for Priscilla, but for her horse. The shotgun blast blew open the poor beast's ribcage, and it flew forward shrieking in pain, just as Priscilla jumped off in time, rolling across the floor to blast Rufus with Elfire. Rufus screamed as he was consumed in the flames... and then a small grey form was streaking across the arena. Priscilla turned around just in time to see Rufus' cybernetic hound clamp its teeth around her throat. Rufus had bribed the judges into letting him use it for this match. As Priscilla struggled with the monster, Rufus dusted himself off and shot her in the head. Rufus Shinra: 44 Dunefar
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