NuTourney3 - Adrian VS Olivia

Olivia stepped into the ring, beaming at her opponent.  She couldn't help but be overly excited-unlike probably most sensible people, the idea of dueling with the man on whom she had a ridiculously huge crush was utterly delightful.  She couldn't wait to see what Adrian could do-and what she could do to fight back.

Adrian smiled his beautiful smile at her from across the ring, quite ready to begin.  Olivia's keyblade clinked into her hand with a flash and she quickly set about drawing her five cards.  She had not been graced with a very good hand, not right away, but she found she had one to extend the blade of her weapon-that would be useful against--

A sudden gust of wind hit her in the face, ruffling her hair and forcing her eyes shut.  She just barely caught of one of the cards that slipped from her hand in the strong breeze.  She looked to Adrian, who was just looking bemused, hand and keyblade poised in mid-air.

"Why is it you draw cards when fight is started?  Come and fight!"

So he wasn't going to go easy on her.  ...Great!  She grinned and slapped a card into one of the slots on her keyblade.  A glow surrounded it and from the tip grew a long, glowing blade.  This would be fun!

Keyblade beginning to spin, she darted forward, arm drawn back.  Full out offensive was likely her strongest strategy-if she had any strategy at all.  She slashed forward as soon as her enhanced blade was in range, but the man easily dodged.

"I am told you have 'crush' on me, yes?"  He smiled charmingly at her as she suddenly blushed furiously.  He-how in the world did he know that??  She faltered, gaping at him, and he took the moment to raise his blade and swing it forward, a blast of air slamming into the shocked Olivia.

Sliding backwards, half brought to her knees and headed toward the edge of the ring, Olivia reached back and swiftly embedded the artificial blade of her weapon into the stone floor, effectively stopping herself .  She jumped back up and quickly discarded the spell card that had lengthened her blade.  She needed something else.  She quickly drew another hand and found an ice spell-perhaps long-range would be of more use.  She gave Adrian a determined look as she slapped it onto her playing field.  The man just grinned and held out a hand to goad her on.

Olivia once again ran forward, throwing her arm and blade in front of herself.  A small block of ice shot forward toward Adrian, who deftly swung his keyblade in response.  A gust of wind followed the hollow note produced by the swing, and the block of ice tumbled away.  Olivia gritted her teeth and swung at him again, this time catching her blade on Adrian's.  She tried to fight back, keep pressing forward in an attempt to break the grapple, but she soon realized Adrian was taller than she was-and was instead pushing her back and down as he seemed to loom over her.

He offered her a sly smile-she tried not to blush as he did it, but she couldn't help it.  "I propose this-if you win, I will-ah--go on date with you."

"What??  Her face flushed suddenly as she stared at him, incredulous.  Was he really offering to--

Before she could finish her thought, Adrian swung his blade without warning and a gust of wind caught Olivia in the face, knocking her right over.  Naturally.

She jumped back up once more, swinging her blade toward Adrian to send another two blocks of ice in his direction.  However, the man swung his keyblade across himself, a gust parting the ice and leaving Olivia to just stand there, staring.  That really hadn't worked.

Adrian simply offered another smile, then he swung his blade forward in one powerful motion, a strong blast of wind-much stronger than the others-hitting Olivia squarely in the stomach and sending her flying out of the ring.  She landed on the ground outside with a loud whump.  She groaned.  That had hurt.

She slowly sat up only to see Adrian trotting over to the edge of the ring and holding out his hand.  "No date.  Good try, though."  She couldn't help but melt a bit inside.  She smiled ridiculously and took his hand.  So what if she had lost?  At least she had gotten to fight him.