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How do you shut down an arrogant know it all? Silence, of course. WW has that in spades, both in the status attack and deamanor. Coldly rejecting his attempts to be witty and deal damage, Final Fantasy's foremost healer will shut down Arnaud in record time. Instant death is blocked, sleep is useless, and Illusion won't stop Holy from burning Arnaud into ash. Once Ruse and her defences are in place, WW can use her own status magic to shut up her foe, and then apply a beating of a lifetime. If nothing else, White Wizard knows how to handle cocky mages- and with a better record than Lich, someone who employs similar tactics to Arnaud- she should be more than able to shut down this Wild ARMs magician. |
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Arnaud's flashing blade pierces the... whoops. Wrong half of the happy couple. Never-the-less! Arnaud has reached the semi-finals and is poised to strike at greatness. All thats left in his way is the pesky, upstart Light Champion White Wizard. Arnaud however is quite damn well equipped to handle her. His passive Reflect, while not 100%, will seriously hamper White Wizard's offense without having to waste a turn casting it. His various statuses - slow, sleep, ID from Ge Ramtos - will also affect White Wizard's game, forcing her to block too much and leaving Arnaud free to pick her apart at his leisure. Before you know it, he'll be back in the supporting arms of Raquel before you can say "Razor sharp intellect!" |
Gatewalker It was just after midnight, but Arnaud was still wide awake. He had a lot of planning to do, after all. Not for this next match, of course. Cleaning up this generic White Wizard was about as simple a task as he could get. No, it was the match afterwards that concerned Arnaud, namely who he would be facing in it. Neither of the other semi-finalists were particularly attractive choices for a finals match. Arnaud wasn't a fan of fair fights after all, he much preferred easy wins. But when all was said and done, he would rather get Kresnik as his final opponent. Not because he thought that Yulie's brother would be easier to beat then Red XIII, in Arnaud's mind they were about the same on that matter, but rather because the drifter would much rather have a chance to legitimately beat the snot out of Kresnik without incurring Yulie's wrath. But the question was, how to control the outcome of the other match? The two fights were being held at roughly the same time, so any plan he came up with would have to be a good one, better then even his usual plans, especially considering that he had to pull it off alone. No way would the others even hear of him interfering in Kresnik's match. Pouring himself another cup of coffee(hey, it's what all the cool adults drink), Arnaud turned his razor sharp intellect toward the task of insuring Kresnik's victory... - - - Eyeing his opponent, Arnaud grimaced slightly. He'd only have one shot at his plan, so he had to time it, and execute it perfectly. But first came the task of beating the White Wizard so black and blue that it couldn't struggle too much. Couldn't have her ruining his plan by jerking around, after all. But ensuring that she stayed still wasn't going to be pleasant. That meant running her out of high grade healing and then putting her to sleep. He just hoped Kresnik could hold out long enough. As soon as the start of the fight was sounded, Arnaud went right to work with his usual strategy. Slow Down followed by Fragile, but then, rather then throwing out Hi-Blasts, the drifter went to work with his weapon, rapidly assaulting the now sluggish wizard. Once the wizard found a moment to act, she healed herself, just as Arnaud expected, and this process went to basically repeat itself over and over, until the wizard was sorely low on spells. That's when Arnaud put his plan into motion. Quickly laying down a sleep spell, the canny drifter grabbed the sleeping wizard by the shoulders...and Jumped. Soaring high into the air with the magical jump, Arnaud put everything he had into it, going up, up, up, up, until he and his opponent were well above the arena...and Arnaud could see Kresnik and Nanaki fighting in their arena next door. Taking careful aim, and running the calculations at a speed that would make Lucca envious, he shoved the wizard, and then slammed her with a strategically timed and placed series of Hi-Blasts, sending her flying at an arc designed to make her collide with Kresnik. Hoping his plan would work, and having no more time to act on it as he was quickly plummeting back to the arena, Arnaud began to cast a slowing spell on himself to decelerate his fall, but suddenly found himself suspended in mid-air. {Clever, aren't you? At least you seem to think so.} As Arnaud hung in mid-air, a powerful voice intruded upon his mind, and all his efforts to force it out were meeting only with failure, {A well planned trick. Send your opponent out of the ring and try to get Nanaki disqualified all at the same time.} His eyes widening at the words of the mysterious voice, Arnaud started to protest, but was cut off, {Oh, don't even try. You may claim to be confident in 'everything from the neck up' but that very area is MY domain, and I am it's master. Even your mind is as an open book before me. I know what you planned. Crash the generic into Kresnik, get caught in the investigation and have Nanaki disqualified because you 'interfered on his behalf', sending Kresnik on to the finals to be your opponent. Clever, but not good enough. You see, I've taken the liberty of informing the judges panel that it was all an accident. My word is beyond reproach, and they won't even question it. So you see, that means that Nanaki has won, and it is he you will be facing in the finals.} Realizing that he'd been beaten at his own game, Arnaud just sighed as he was gently lowered to the ground. Well, it didn't matter in the end. He could be Nanaki just as easily as Kresnik. So all in all, he still came out of this ahead. Despite this powerful psychic's intervention. {Oh, is that so?} Freezing as the voice returned, Arnaud prayed that it didn't hear all of his thoughts. The prayer was, of course, in vain. {I think a lesson in humility would do you well. I've also taken the liberty of informing your allies, yes even Kresnik, about your little plot. Enjoy explaining yourself to them.} And that's when Arnaud just sat down and awaited the inevitable. Raquel was NOT going to be happy about this... White Wizard: 27 SageAcrin
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