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(GS3) Field: Destroyed Shopping District

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Kisaragi Zane:
(Yes I will be doing the little icons of expression for my character as well as providing a theme to fit the scenery. Theme idea credits go to Cherry :D)

-Fitting Theme-
Walking through the streets with his backpack over his shoulder, the blonde-mix boy kept walking down the busy streets. His eyes were avoiding staring at the groups of people that he kept passing by as he walked to the corner of the street. He looked down and saw a little boy with his mother, both smiling.

Jellal gave a comforting smile. Seeing children was one of his weak spots. Despite his cold attitude, he recalls the times where he used to own a smile that the young boy had. It reminded him of the young girl he fought, the Oracle Think Tank player: Elizabeth. "Hmmm" he said just as the little boy and his mother kept moving forward across the street.

"Maybe there is some hope..." he said looking up, making a leisurely made a turn down the street where he had his eyes closed but was in a deep nostalgia. He steps into the dark shadows of the tree blocking out the sun, it was then, his eyes slowly opened and before reaching into his back pocket. He grabbed his deck and looked at the card in front.

Blaster Dark's gaze was most terrifying but it didn't scare Jellal. He knew deep down that he needed the avatar of darkness' assistance now more than ever. In fact, he felt that holding it was his punishment for everything that happened on that day.

Jellal's expression returned to his normal as he closed his eyes and slid the deck back in the case aiming it in his hand. He resumed walking as he kept replaying the match that he had with Yukino yesterday and the words that were exchanged: Being able to 'talk' to the cards, it wasn't something unfamiliar to him, it was something he's experienced and yet rejected the idea of it completely. Suddenly, something inside of him triggered, a memory. It was fuzzy but what he saw he could only describe with 'torment'. Jellal dashed into the alley and slammed himself against the wall to catch his breath, dropping his back and his deck case.

"Why am I still..." he thought. His hand over his chest, he could only attempt to catch his breath while hoping no one noticed him react the way he did. He caught a hold of himself and stood back up, grabbing the backpack and the deck that spilled over. He reached for the deck and saw Phantom Blaster Dragon.

A gaze more terrifying than Blaster Dark's, which normally wouldn't have affected him, but Jellal sensed nothing except carnage. He shut his eyes quickly and scooped up the cards, slamming Blaster Dark on top of the sinister Black Dragon.

"Why though...?" he muttered as his hair concealed his eyes. "Why am I so weak...?" His hands shaking violently one minute, froze solid the next. He stood up and shook himself off: physically, mentally, and emotionally. His eyes, that showed fear for a split second showed new-found resolve.

"Of course, it's my fault anyways." he said while walking down the cold alley covered in shadows. "This is the punishment I'm forced to carry out..." he stopped and looked up. "Right?"

Beryl:
It was at that moment Satoshi noticed the public fountain, full of water. <If ah just go and take a dip, ah'll be able to go and get new clothes and not smell...>

He took a running dive at the fountain. Sploosh! He emerged from the water as quickly as he jumped in and scampered off to the nearest clothes store to get some new duds.

Within a matter of minutes, he was out of there with significantly less money, but...practically a business suit in attire. The lady working at the store promised to give him a fresh, sophisticated look for a reasonable price, and while it was still a lot of money, he did feel a lot nicer than before. He even smelled a lot better because they sprayed him down with pleasant, scent-removing cologne.

He proceeded to walk towards the group of girls once again, this time with confidence in his stride...except, for some reason, he bumped shoulders with the man from yesterday.

Cherry:
2-6.

A crushing defeat for the stranger, but Yukino grinned. It was only a natural result from one of her masterful students. Ah, the level of pride she took in them wrecking their foes, leaving their jaws agape in awe of the splendid performances. Bermuda Triangle sure was something, even if it had no definitive finishing power like her own Royal Paladins.

"Good work, Miyuki", Yukino praised as this "Zefarius" took his leave. "Do you know where Hana is, though?" she inquired before really talking more about the fight.

Azuki Frappé:
Today is Ighanna's free day so she put full on disguise in order to blend herself in however a certain young boy caught her attention. It was the very same person who appeared to be stalking her friend Himura chan and Hana chan. He seemed to be talking with another suspicious looking man, both were dressed in business attire which made her thought that they might be doing something shady or some sort of mafia work. Raising her courage, she stormed towards the boy, intercepted between the two and dragged him off to a nearby alley. She removes her wool hat and sunglasses which revealed her identity as a superstar.

"Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on my friends, you stalker!" she yelled as Ighanna carried on raging.

Crystalia:
'Ah that was an enjoyable fight' she thought. Even though Zefarius's deck hadn't fully worked out for him, it had still been interesting, and she had encountered some new cards. Amber Dragons huh.

Deep in thought she almost missed Yukino talking to her. 'W-what you were there the whole time Yukino?'

'Do I know where Hana is? Well, we were together when we went to the cardshop, but then she ran off after a bit, saying that she had found some exciting new place'.

(+1 AP with Zefarius as well)

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