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Thieves! Well, the little mistress of Madain Sari, home of summoners, certainly has lots of experience in dealing with pesky thieves. Sure, those were mostly Moogles trying to get a bit of extra chow (and Zidane doesn't count!), but Volke doesn’t even have wings! How good a theif could he be? He’ll certainly wish he did have wings when facing the might of Eiko’s Holy, though, not to mention her debilitating Mini spell. And, as always, Eiko has plenty of buffs and healing spells to buy her time needed to fully status Volke out. After all, Eiko can let her rival in love Garnet have Zidane all to herself in Heavy! |
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Mini? Pah, that's nothing! The tip of an assassin's knife is always deadly, even when reduced to the size of a pin-head. Speaking of pin-heads, the real pin-heads are anyone who thinks it's a good idea to buff or status against a dark warrior of Volke's talents. No matter what silly barrier Eiko places on herself, or what silly restriction she moves against Volke, she has no defense against his deadly blades. There can be no defense against a well-trained assassin's throat slices, who will strike with precision and persistence. Besides, it's not unethical to kill a child when she's 30 times your own size. |
Gatewalker *Orcha's pub, two days before the match* "Excuse me, Mr. Volke?" The assassin for hire didn't turn to face her, but Eiko was pretty certain he heard her anyway. It wasn't exactly crowded in here on a Tuesday morning. Despite his lack of response, she took the fact that he wasn't throwing knives at her yet as encouragement and continued, "Well, I've talked to some people and they all agree that you don't do anything without being paid for it. So...I was wondering if anyone was paying you to fight me?" "Ten." Eiko blinked, "Ten?" "Ten thousand." "You're being paid ten thousand to fight me?" "..." Under normal circumstances, Eiko would start getting upset at being treated like this. But frankly, this guy scared the crap out of her, so she kept her temper in check and continued with her, well, what amounted to a plan, "So, um, if someone's paying you ten thousand to fight me, could I pay you not to? Like, maybe twenty thousand?" "Fifty." "...you want fifty thousand?" "That's what I said." Eiko smiled, "Do you take gil?" - - - - - - - - - - *The Middle arena, day of the match* Guy yawned, "Man, it's been twenty minutes already. Is Volke coming or not?" Jade shrugged, "Who knows? Frankly, I'd expect a bit more punctuality out of a professional with his reputation." Tear flipped through the pages of a incredibly large book, "Hmm, well, it says here we have to give him a full hour before we can call the match." "It's an hour now? Man, I swear the rules in that book change every week." Jade chuckled, "It's every six days actually. And the rulebooks are all magically connected to the master book, who's whereabouts are unknown. When it is changed, they all change." "Really?" Tear mused on that a bit, "I wonder who has control of the master rulebook?" Guy snorted, "I'm more interested in why every six days. Hey Jade, why is it every six days?" "It's because..." the necromancer was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Guy, you explain." "...I'm asking you. How can I explain something to myself when I don't know the answer?" "Figure it out." "I reaaaaally hate you sometimes, you know that?" Eiko Carol: 32 |
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