[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]
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Re: Griffin vs Azalea
So, how's this gonna go?
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Just as fidgety, honestly.]
... I'll be entirely honest. I... don't want to lose here.
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Yeah? Why's that?
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... The word "punishment" is incredibly ominous. I'm not a competitive person, but I...
If my unit is here as well, and if they are in danger, I can't simply lose.
Of course, I understand that you likely feel the same way.
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The real question is, d'you think you can see it all the way through? Against people who are gonna fight you for it?
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That is how I feel.
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It's not that I don't believe you.
...I just wanna make sure you're prepared.
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She's also running towards the button, expression set.
NO BACKING DOWN NOW, ONLY TRYING TO PRESS IT.]
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[Like a thunderclap, Appel freezes her in place - at the same time, he summons a sword to his hand.]
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You--!
[If she has the chance, as soon as that paralysis wears off, she's reaching for her own weapon--which is just a collapsible staff.]
At least allow me to face you squarely!
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That's not a chance you might get. Don't you have any powers yet?
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Don't--tell me how to fight you!
[He's. He's right though, and she knows it. Which is why she uses her one and only ability--she'll blind him, before she picks one of the two copies at random to lunge towards with her staff raised.]
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The other Griffin, unable to wield his weapon with any semblance of finesse while blind, drops the weapon and just lunges for the both of them, trying to grab Azalea.]
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But this isn't about winning the fight, is it?
The other Griffin lunges, and she dives to try to get out of the way... and if she manages that? She's going to tuck and roll to her feet to just sprint for the button.]
I can't... give in here! Not like this, not now!
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disappears. Just evaporates into a burst of sparks and embers on contact.
He has no idea where she is now, but he suspects she's near her goal. With that in mind, he relaxes completely - just, laughs. And his weapons vanish as well.]
Then get going. And here--
[From the back of his belt loop, he takes out a shortsword - a real one, this time. In its hilt is carved the image of falcons. Lightly, he tosses it at her.]
Just in case you need an ace up your sleeve. I want that back when you've won.
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She catches the blade... but barely, surprised as she is, staring at him with eyes wide.]
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... I'm sorry. I... truly, I am. When I'm finished here, I'll return this to you. I promise.
...May you be well.
[And she hits the button.]
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Do what you gotta do. You can't win if you hold back.
[Sighs,]
This is gonna suck...