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(GS3) Field: Destroyed Shopping District

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Cherry:
Hikari noticed very quickly the intensely of this man's "glance" toward his deck, probably a specific card. Something about it honestly brushed Blaster Blade the wrong way, and he attempted to warn his Vanguard of this premonition. Of course, she wasn't going to listen. There was a curious, dark, and lonely air about this fighter. Though, there was also strength behind it, which was the main factor that interested her.

That, and he won her over by acknowledging that she was the chosen one.

You know, people one day are going to have to stop making the mistake of giving her excuses to flex her ego.

"Deal. You must be someone special if I have to fight for your name. So this'll be worth the effort", she accepted, a giddy excitement showering over her. She armed herself with her deck, putting the cell phone away, and motioning the challenger to come back into Card Capital to use one of their tables.

Beryl:
Satoshi followed, since he too was a bit interested in what this whole "chosen one" thing was about. Couldn't everyone talk to their cards? After all, some girl off in the distance had been mumbling to some entity called "Pacifibaka." Maybe Pacifibaka was her ace. That sounded pretty cool in his head.

Azuki Frappé:
Ighanna stared blankly outside her car, her driver heading towards a large concert hall. The sight of  a girl being followed by a guy caught her attention and so she quickly yelled at her driver to stop the car immediately. Without consensus from her manager, she quickly jumped out of the car, hoping to catch the stalker however sunglasses weren't enough of a disguise and soon waves of people towered over her. Fortunately most of them were her fans.

"Please help me catch that filthy stalker desu desu" she pleaded to the crowd, not realizing Satoshi was just a mere follower.

As soon as the crowd headed of like the Women's March on Versailles, she hopped back onto the car and drifted as fast as the wind to keep the girls in company. She rolled down the back windows but the girls have already entered the cardshop. With an extremely worried mind she quickly opened the door, not realizing that this was the very same card game she played long time ago.

Kisaragi Zane:
After telling Yukino his award name, Jellal collected all of his cards into their original stack, all except one, in his hand: Blaster Dark. He stared at it then stared back at Yukino's Blaster Blade. For the first time, he felt a sudden surge from these cards, yet were in her hands. He looked back to held Blaster Dark and felt nothing but a hollow emptiness. He placed Blaster Dark back into his original position as the cover of the deck and approached Yukino.

"Even though you've beaten me, it still doesn't change that being able to talk to the cards, or even the thought of it is a ridiculous notion." he said in a defensive tone. "Things like that will only get in the way of the actual fighting." He walked away from the group slowly while sliding his deck in his back pocket.

"Comrades and friends... eventually, they'll drag you down. And when they do, it's best to cast them off before it's too late."
Overall he enjoyed the cardfight despite missing his ride chain and kept drawing his triggers due to his reckless greedy of Skull Witch Nemain, however he held his own for the most part.

Yukino +1 Alignment (for being a good fighter)

Cherry:
fitting music

Jellal Kisaragi.

Upon the sixth damage check, as promised, Hikari learned his name. Unfortunately, she had never heard of it before. But at the same time, that only made her all the more curious as to what type of man he is, and why he couldn't give his name without a hassle. Even more so, the blatant contrast of the two fighters was beyond margin. The power of friendship against the power of sacrifice. If the child of light was being honest, the minute she saw "Phantom Blaster Dragon", it sent chills down her spine. She wasn't even remotely ready to witness it slaughter its own comrades... no, pawns for a massive power gain.

And then there was the sword of blackness that didn't arrive on the battlefield to fight. "Blaster Dark", a soldier who looked exactly like Blaster Blade, only in darker armor, wielding a much larger sword.

Yukino spaced out, lost in the thought of these Shadow Paladins... Alfred told her that Phantom Blaster is the Dragon of Hell that blights of the Sanctuary... And Shadow Paladins are wanted criminals, traitors and terrorists in the Holy Nation.

Why does this guy even have a clan like that?

"Call me-"

Before she could speak, Blaster Blade forced her to speak her chosen name: "Hikari". Yukino wanted to choke her Avatar, but for some odd reason, didn't really feel compelled to say anything else. Maybe it was better that she was known as "Light" toward the wielder of the black knights. Was it a threat? Or was it some form of warmth. Perhaps a challenge of fate toward them. The woman's head was heavy, beginning to feel exhausted from this encounter alone, not even paying much mind to the other events around her, let alone her own sister with omelets.

He left before she could really respond to him still rejecting the thought of communication with Cray.

That game was something else, but Yuki could tell very easily that Jellal was handicapped by a lack of checking triggers. He stated that Phantom Blaster was not at "100%" at the time, indicating that he was further hindered...

She only wishes she could ask where he got those cards and why he doesn't believe in his comrades... And that she could see him when he isn't disrupted by his deck not cooperating.

Jellal +1 Affinity

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