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dramadramaduck2013-10-14 10:46 am
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[16 ~ accidental video | canon move 2/2 | rider war | backdated to Thursday afternoon]
Today, you're seeing Rita standing in the middle of a coliseum - it looks like she's gone through with her bid to fight. The place looks spectacular, ancient marble and stone forming an image of a classical Roman structure in a world where Rome never existed. The din of the crowd is deafening, and the announcer is raising everyone's fire even further, the grin on Rita's face only helping his cause. "Well, it just keeps getting better! Now, it's time for the main event! Allow me to introduce... the current and undefeated champion of the coliseum!"
The grate that admits new challengers slides open with a creak, and Rita can't help but blurt out, "Oh, what the hell!? What are you doing here?"
From the booth, the emcee continues, "It's the heartthrob with the steely gaze! Flynn Scifo!" Indeed, walking out into the arena with a confused look is none other than Flynn, rising star of the Imperial Knights. Reaching the center, he raises his voice: "Miss Mordio? What are you doing here...!? Where are Yuri and the princess?"
"If you'd put a bell on him, maybe you wouldn't lose him so often! As far as I know, he's still with your precious princess. And anyway, why are you here? You're trying to take down Pallestralle?"
"Very funny. Want to tell me what you're talking about?" Whatever Rita's on about, it's clear Flynn doesn't know anything, and she sighs, shaking her head. "Great," she answers, "so this was all a set-up." She draws her scarf, spinning into casting position.
"It seems that way," Flynn responds solemnly, drawing his knight-issue sword and leveling it at Rita.
Ringing out across the coliseum, the announcer continues his speech. "Men of the coliseum! Let the flames of your valor burn bright! It's time for the final showdown!" With his piece said, a bell rings out across the space, and Flynn charges, a red glow blazing under Rita and resolving into fireballs on a direct course for Flynn, who is of course prepared for such parlor tricks; a blue bubble with inscribed runes appears around him, and the fire simply crashes against it and fizzles out, though he isn't completely protected.
Before she can get another spell out, he's there, and Rita reinforces her scarf to block the blow; she can feel the strain. "I don't want to hurt you. Please, stand down and forfeit, and this will all be over."
"Who the hell do you think you are!? I didn't come this far just to let some knight get the best of me!" With a growl, she kicks him away, following up with a bright flash from her scarf and pages shooting out at Flynn, who backs off just in time; Rita responds with another spell, this one drawing up a yellow glow; the power is stronger, and she spins briefly, the formula stretching into a ring around her. "O' sharpened rage, run through that which blocks our future! Stalagmite!"
Just as Flynn hits the ground, it seems to open up under him, and he stumbles; huge spires shoot out from under him, and he cries in pain as they throw him into the air. He seems to recover, though, getting his feet under him and landing in a crouch on the ground. "Don't you think we should stop? This isn't something that needs to happen...!"
"What did I just say, damned knight? I will not bow to your demands just because you say so!" The ground at her feet darkens with a spell circle that seems to suck in light, before everything starts to shake, Rita losing her spell and the crowd starting to panic. She hears... something in the distance, before creatures she's never seen before swoop down toward the arena from on high. The emcee seems to be trying to work it into the act: "What do we have here!? Has someone arrived to steal the spotlight from the stars of the show?"
Flynn stands, all trace of intent gone. "It seems another power has stepped in. We have to get everyone out of here. Please, escape now, and let the Knights take care of-"
"NO!" It comes out as a roar, the spell circle appearing again. "I don't care what happens, I'm the strongest damned mage here, and I'm going to prove it, whatever it takes! Spread Zero!" She knocks one or two of the unknowns out of the sky, but before long she's drowning in Combatmen, along with whatever else came through the gate. "Dammit... there are too many for me to take alone, and who knows how long it'll take Flynn to get back into the city with his backup..." Grasping the duck charm she wears around her neck, unaware she's already being recorded, she shouts to the air, "If any of you can hear me, I need help! I refuse to die here because the damned community wanted to mess with me at the wrong time!" Spells fire off left and right, but she's getting overwhelmed, fast.
((Rita will be using her blastia to review comments while she fights, but anything that isn't urgent will be replied to some time later when she's not neck-deep in trouble.))
The grate that admits new challengers slides open with a creak, and Rita can't help but blurt out, "Oh, what the hell!? What are you doing here?"
From the booth, the emcee continues, "It's the heartthrob with the steely gaze! Flynn Scifo!" Indeed, walking out into the arena with a confused look is none other than Flynn, rising star of the Imperial Knights. Reaching the center, he raises his voice: "Miss Mordio? What are you doing here...!? Where are Yuri and the princess?"
"If you'd put a bell on him, maybe you wouldn't lose him so often! As far as I know, he's still with your precious princess. And anyway, why are you here? You're trying to take down Pallestralle?"
"Very funny. Want to tell me what you're talking about?" Whatever Rita's on about, it's clear Flynn doesn't know anything, and she sighs, shaking her head. "Great," she answers, "so this was all a set-up." She draws her scarf, spinning into casting position.
"It seems that way," Flynn responds solemnly, drawing his knight-issue sword and leveling it at Rita.
Ringing out across the coliseum, the announcer continues his speech. "Men of the coliseum! Let the flames of your valor burn bright! It's time for the final showdown!" With his piece said, a bell rings out across the space, and Flynn charges, a red glow blazing under Rita and resolving into fireballs on a direct course for Flynn, who is of course prepared for such parlor tricks; a blue bubble with inscribed runes appears around him, and the fire simply crashes against it and fizzles out, though he isn't completely protected.
Before she can get another spell out, he's there, and Rita reinforces her scarf to block the blow; she can feel the strain. "I don't want to hurt you. Please, stand down and forfeit, and this will all be over."
"Who the hell do you think you are!? I didn't come this far just to let some knight get the best of me!" With a growl, she kicks him away, following up with a bright flash from her scarf and pages shooting out at Flynn, who backs off just in time; Rita responds with another spell, this one drawing up a yellow glow; the power is stronger, and she spins briefly, the formula stretching into a ring around her. "O' sharpened rage, run through that which blocks our future! Stalagmite!"
Just as Flynn hits the ground, it seems to open up under him, and he stumbles; huge spires shoot out from under him, and he cries in pain as they throw him into the air. He seems to recover, though, getting his feet under him and landing in a crouch on the ground. "Don't you think we should stop? This isn't something that needs to happen...!"
"What did I just say, damned knight? I will not bow to your demands just because you say so!" The ground at her feet darkens with a spell circle that seems to suck in light, before everything starts to shake, Rita losing her spell and the crowd starting to panic. She hears... something in the distance, before creatures she's never seen before swoop down toward the arena from on high. The emcee seems to be trying to work it into the act: "What do we have here!? Has someone arrived to steal the spotlight from the stars of the show?"
Flynn stands, all trace of intent gone. "It seems another power has stepped in. We have to get everyone out of here. Please, escape now, and let the Knights take care of-"
"NO!" It comes out as a roar, the spell circle appearing again. "I don't care what happens, I'm the strongest damned mage here, and I'm going to prove it, whatever it takes! Spread Zero!" She knocks one or two of the unknowns out of the sky, but before long she's drowning in Combatmen, along with whatever else came through the gate. "Dammit... there are too many for me to take alone, and who knows how long it'll take Flynn to get back into the city with his backup..." Grasping the duck charm she wears around her neck, unaware she's already being recorded, she shouts to the air, "If any of you can hear me, I need help! I refuse to die here because the damned community wanted to mess with me at the wrong time!" Spells fire off left and right, but she's getting overwhelmed, fast.
((Rita will be using her blastia to review comments while she fights, but anything that isn't urgent will be replied to some time later when she's not neck-deep in trouble.))