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**JAIF** · 01-13-2008

OOC-Good luck to you as well; I've never really faced you in a tournament battle before, right?

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The blonde female clothed in the raggy brown cloak seemed more than a mismatch for the woman in the bright shining armor, despite her having a claymore of equivalent size strapped across her back.

"Bisho no Teresa, eh?"

Galatea's thoughts were racing as she slowly proceeded to walk through the large doors, leading from the insides of the registration building to the arena where the battles would take place.

"So early in this tournament..."

Treading lightly, her bare feet only caressing the marble tiles, she walked ahead, her blindfolded eyes apparently not hindering her movements at all.

"This feeling..."

Galatea began climbing the few steps that led to the arena floor, her covered eyes transfixed on her opponent.

"It's been too long..."

Finally, the ex-Claymore positioned herself opposite to Teresa, holding a similar stance, her hand brought up to her sword's hilt, a smile on her tightly pursed lips.

"...too long since I've felt a fear deep like the raging seas, cruel like the fires of hell, devastating like the strike of a thunderbolt..."

The sun's rays reflected upon the broad edge of the massive blade, as Galatea drew her claymore forth, half-kneeling to balance the weigth.

"Teresa... this bout may be my last..."

01-13-2008	#3 (permalink)
JAIF Moderator Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Piercing the Heavens and stuff. Posts: 5,688 Rep Power: 49	Re: Round I: Gatatea [JAIF] vs. Teresa [Kei] OOC-Good luck to you as well; I've never really faced you in a tournament battle before, right? ===== The blonde female clothed in the raggy brown cloak seemed more than a mismatch for the woman in the bright shining armor, despite her having a claymore of equivalent size strapped across her back. "Bisho no Teresa, eh?" Galatea's thoughts were racing as she slowly proceeded to walk through the large doors, leading from the insides of the registration building to the arena where the battles would take place. "So early in this tournament..." Treading lightly, her bare feet only caressing the marble tiles, she walked ahead, her blindfolded eyes apparently not hindering her movements at all. "This feeling..." Galatea began climbing the few steps that led to the arena floor, her covered eyes transfixed on her opponent. "It's been too long..." Finally, the ex-Claymore positioned herself opposite to Teresa, holding a similar stance, her hand brought up to her sword's hilt, a smile on her tightly pursed lips. "...too long since I've felt a fear deep like the raging seas, cruel like the fires of hell, devastating like the strike of a thunderbolt..." The sun's rays reflected upon the broad edge of the massive blade, as Galatea drew her claymore forth, half-kneeling to balance the weigth. "Teresa... this bout may be my last..."