12-13-2004, 04:06 PM
The fight ended in a rather interesting way. In the end it was the Namek who prevailed. He stood haggard; he had put a lot of energy into that fight. Now the blond rose from the ground and stood. She stretched a bit, working out the tension in her joints. She was still fit for the game, and now she felt like taking on the green warrior. She walked toward him before he even had a chance to move. He saw her immediately, had he seen her fight? Did he know her strength? She stopped a few feet away as the silence fell between them. The grass twitched from the constant whistling winds. Her eyes stared toward him and she did not blink. Finally her melodic voice came out, ?Good fight, and you did really well.? Her fingers started to clench and unclench to work the muscles, ?But this is a tournament and I?m afraid I can?t let you go yet.? Though she had seemed friendly earlier, now there was only one thing on her mind. This warrior would die, just like Joce and Corniss. ?You can surrender of course?? She smirked slowly and wondered if he would. Could he possibly win against her? Silently she waited for his response.
OOC: Chalanging Piccolo.
OOC: Chalanging Piccolo.
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DA08 Winner. "Screw them, this was her show now."

