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Conquest round 12
When all the students were gathered for the assembly at twelve noon on Sunday of Round Twelve Day stepped forward her face stern. She was joined on the platform by Santana and her team of Prefects; Flynn Scifo, Cino, Suzaku Kururugi and Golbez. Conquest had two more prefects but they were both unconscious.
"Good morning." Those who had been in Rakuen long enough would know the warning of her tone. The lack of extra raks in their bags the day before would have told them that they had lost this last round, though those following the battle records carefully might be a little confused at that.
"I would like to remind all of you that though I wish for victory, victory can not be achieved without participation and last round it is in participation that you failed."
A ripple of pain went though the audience as the battle records went up. "There were no Conquest only battles, disappointing. How do you expect to improve when you do not practice." Pain rippled through the Players of last round.
"However Ein beat Dirk Strider, well done Ein, Aly beat Onozuka Komachi," no well done for Aly as she was no longer a member of the school, "And Isabela beat Dirk Strider, well done Isabela." Day's eyes narrowed, "America lost his battle." America would be hit with a penalty, not too strong though.
"But at least he fought... you lost the round because of lack of fights, something you will improve on next Round.
Her eyes glittered and she took a bite of apple. "You all know the price of failure but let me tell you the price of not fighting at all is worse."
With that Arthur Pendragon was hit by a full level penalty. Day glared at him the whole time, even if he had already been punished with a fine she had to make her point felt.
The punishment went on for five minutes, anyone who moved or spoke got hit.
When it was finally over she glared at the audience. "Turn it around in Round Twelve, go out there and win, but more importantly fight. Anyone who fights less than three times will regret it next week."
With that the names of the unlucky Players of Round Twelve came up.
"Golbez
Suzaku Kururugi
Samuel Henderson
Cirno
Arthur Pendragon
Stellaluna"
"Good morning." Those who had been in Rakuen long enough would know the warning of her tone. The lack of extra raks in their bags the day before would have told them that they had lost this last round, though those following the battle records carefully might be a little confused at that.
"I would like to remind all of you that though I wish for victory, victory can not be achieved without participation and last round it is in participation that you failed."
A ripple of pain went though the audience as the battle records went up. "There were no Conquest only battles, disappointing. How do you expect to improve when you do not practice." Pain rippled through the Players of last round.
"However Ein beat Dirk Strider, well done Ein, Aly beat Onozuka Komachi," no well done for Aly as she was no longer a member of the school, "And Isabela beat Dirk Strider, well done Isabela." Day's eyes narrowed, "America lost his battle." America would be hit with a penalty, not too strong though.
"But at least he fought... you lost the round because of lack of fights, something you will improve on next Round.
Her eyes glittered and she took a bite of apple. "You all know the price of failure but let me tell you the price of not fighting at all is worse."
With that Arthur Pendragon was hit by a full level penalty. Day glared at him the whole time, even if he had already been punished with a fine she had to make her point felt.
The punishment went on for five minutes, anyone who moved or spoke got hit.
When it was finally over she glared at the audience. "Turn it around in Round Twelve, go out there and win, but more importantly fight. Anyone who fights less than three times will regret it next week."
With that the names of the unlucky Players of Round Twelve came up.
"Golbez
Suzaku Kururugi
Samuel Henderson
Cirno
Arthur Pendragon
Stellaluna"
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[she's annoyed, be warned]
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[Eventually, as his vision swims, he is forced to take a knee, and stays down for the remainder of the assembly.]
[When it ends, it takes Arthur a good few moments to rise again, he looks a bit shaken but determined nonetheless. No one was going to attack him like that and get away with it.]
[He planned on two things: fight as much as possible to show off his worth, and make Day pay.]
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For the pain.
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Medicine? Thank you.
[he doesn't really know what to do with them so he just holds on to them for now]
That was the warning penalty I've heard about, then? She'll pay for doing that to me.
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...You all right?
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I'll be fine. Day, on the other hand, will not be.
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No one with this authority deserved to treat their subordinates this way.
Whether or not Day was a demon, it wasn't right. But now wasn't the time to judge. Without the ability to draw a weapon, how could he fight?]
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He looked round, looking for people who hadn't found Players yet.
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If he knew anyone's names, he'd probably go out and start sizing the round's players up. Since he didn't, he stuck to his spot at the edge of the assembly, keeping an eye out for anyone who looked like they might be a player. His gaze eventually met with Suzaku's.
He probably could've just walked over at that point, but fuck that. Jack continued to stand in his spot, giving the kid a bit of a challenging death-glare. Are you man enough to vow with this asshole?
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"Hello." Suzaku nodded politely.
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Jack wasn't too big on smalltalk. He folded his arms, trying to look intimidating because... that would help his situation, maybe. He hoped this kid was a Player, that'd speed things up so much. The kid didn't look like much to him, but neither did most of the other students. Those who'd been around longer probably knew more than a thing or two about fighting, though, so who knows. Maybe he'd be surprised.
Anyway, the discard rules were stupid and the food was shit. Getting stuck with any Player at all was better than that.
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Still, he approaches Day. ]
A moment, if you have one.
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Head of the School or not, she doesn't tolerate bullies.
She stomps right up to Day after the conclusion of the ceremony, hands on her hips and expression none too pleased.]
Excuse me Miss Day, but I think you're being very rude! It's not our fault we're here, and maybe if you were to be more specific on why you want us to do these things, maybe we wouldn't have this problem! And who cares if we lose against the other school, this should be fun and not a horrible competition! Failure shouldn't be something to be feared, it should be something to learn from! If you're gonna treat us all like dumb trash, maybe someone else should be the leader!
[A small growl is coming from her throat.]
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[Another raised eyebrow, since Day's idea of things that should be fun didn't include being sent to different universes and becoming part of an endless combat cycle.]
And I suppose you think you could do better?
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The will to fight was a delicate thing, hidden deep inside everyone's heart. Nurtured with water and sunlight, it could grow until it became the power that could even save the world. What exactly did she think would happen if she kept digging up those seeds to check on them because they weren't growing fast enough for her?
Before this assembly, she'd been thinking it'd be good to be a Discard this round. It'd mean no fighting, but she'd have plenty of time to get to know the plants around campus, which had seemed like a good trade.
So much for that idea.
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"Yuka! You didn't get hit did you?"
She hovers at eye level, looking concerned and not explaining what she means as usual. She knew those penalties well at this point, even as she was preparing herself for one heading her way once this round ended. She didn't look very thrilled.
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Oh no......Not now....What do I do?
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Once it stopped, she slowly got to her feet, feeling a bit dizzy. "That... what..."
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Cirno came charging across with worry. She knew how those penalties were and did not like seeing others get hit with it. She made her way over to her side and was trying to help steady her. "You gotta be careful about those penalties. They really hurt..."
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