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Behemoth Battle
WHO: Graham Specter, Kazuma Kuwabara, Rukia Kuchiki, Yuffie Kisaragi
WHAT: Rukia's got her team of four to go tackle the behemoth in hopes of claiming the fat gil reward to be split between them. Regardless of how it goes, they later hang out to eat. Now they all have the plague.
WHEN: May 8th, 2016 - Noon
WHERE: Monster Arena
NOTE: Even if Rukia's team does defeat it, the reward still stands for others who want to challenge the behemoth either solo or in a team of their own.
As a Beastmaster, Rukia had favored that particular costume over her second job, mostly because the thick furs and sturdy leathers kept her warm during the season of cold weather. Now that spring had spread and temperatures were climbing, she had opted to appear at this battle in the more comfortable and familiar Ninja robes she'd first donned upon awakening in the city all those months ago.
The four of them stood behind the gate of iron bars that led into the Arena. Rukia's hand rested upon the handle of her katana, which remained sheathed at her hip for the time being. She hadn't yet summoned her pets, as she would need to gauge the situation before deciding which to bring to the front of combat. Yuki was likely her best bet, as the chocobo could heal, and the rest of her companions were well-suited for dealing heavy damage.
She also neglected to use her Invisibility skill. If she did this, the others were more likely to be targeted and attacked by the behemoth. Unless she became gravely injured, she would appear alongside the others.
Twice.
While she didn't plan to go invisible unless it was a last resort, having a clone of herself at the ready would be quite useful indeed.
The rattle of a metal chain clinked rhythmically as their gate slowly began to rise. On the other side of the arena, she could see the behemoth snorting and tearing at the ground behind its own enormous gate, beady eyes locked on the Heroes it was about to fight. "Is everyone prepared?" she asked, drawing her sword and gripping it tightly.
WHAT: Rukia's got her team of four to go tackle the behemoth in hopes of claiming the fat gil reward to be split between them. Regardless of how it goes, they later hang out to eat. Now they all have the plague.
WHEN: May 8th, 2016 - Noon
WHERE: Monster Arena
NOTE: Even if Rukia's team does defeat it, the reward still stands for others who want to challenge the behemoth either solo or in a team of their own.
As a Beastmaster, Rukia had favored that particular costume over her second job, mostly because the thick furs and sturdy leathers kept her warm during the season of cold weather. Now that spring had spread and temperatures were climbing, she had opted to appear at this battle in the more comfortable and familiar Ninja robes she'd first donned upon awakening in the city all those months ago.
The four of them stood behind the gate of iron bars that led into the Arena. Rukia's hand rested upon the handle of her katana, which remained sheathed at her hip for the time being. She hadn't yet summoned her pets, as she would need to gauge the situation before deciding which to bring to the front of combat. Yuki was likely her best bet, as the chocobo could heal, and the rest of her companions were well-suited for dealing heavy damage.
She also neglected to use her Invisibility skill. If she did this, the others were more likely to be targeted and attacked by the behemoth. Unless she became gravely injured, she would appear alongside the others.
Twice.
While she didn't plan to go invisible unless it was a last resort, having a clone of herself at the ready would be quite useful indeed.
The rattle of a metal chain clinked rhythmically as their gate slowly began to rise. On the other side of the arena, she could see the behemoth snorting and tearing at the ground behind its own enormous gate, beady eyes locked on the Heroes it was about to fight. "Is everyone prepared?" she asked, drawing her sword and gripping it tightly.
It was only three days, that's not bad at all.
Finally! No more Meteor, Flare, or Ultima to worry about. The Heroes tore at it with every last bit of strength they had. Finally, at long last, it emitted a quiet keening groan and collapsed heavily on its side. It lay still.
Victory. Friggin'. Fanfare.
The doors to the Colosseum slid open, and Rukia dropped to one knee with a shaky sigh of relief. She was completely exhausted, but happy. "Well done," she panted, chuckling. "You all fought magnificently."
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She looked from Rukia to the other two. "How you guys holdin' up?"
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"All in a day's work! I need more challenges like this in my life. I was almost not bored for a few minutes there!"
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Looks like Mr. Kuwabara exhausted himself. Man, did he need a damn nap.
"Yeah-- man we got 'im good damn."