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[rakikid]

Who: Raki (RakiKid) and Ophelia (ripplingophelia)
What: 'Unfinished business'
When: Now? >> Earlier?
Where: Outside the forest
Rating: PG-13 for violence :D

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[ripplingophelia]

Ophelia didn't hurry as she made her way to the edge of the forest outside. She could be as quick as she liked, but the anticipation of this meeting was far too wonderful to rush; she could remember the way the boy had fought against her, the way he'd been cut and bled but still refused to cry. It felt like yesterday. Well, it had technically been very recent, but the sudden change of worlds had knocked Ophelia somewhat off balance.

There... was that him? A short, somewhat familiar figure standing in the shadow of the trees. Reaching back for her Claymore, Ophelia withdrew it in one noisy movement and grinned as she approached the boy. Which way should she do it? There were so many ways to tear this boy up, and the thought of picking just one was close to disappointing. It would have to be something drawn out, something worthwhile. Something that would make him cry out for Clare. Too bad she wasn't here.

"There." Ophelia smiled unpleasantly and waved at him. "You didn't run away or hide yourself in all these trees. I'm glad."

[rakikid]

He recognized that sound. Having heard it so much, how could he not? The claymore sliding from it's sheath had Raki pulling his own sword out, turning toward the approaching woman.

It felt like ages he had last seen her, though in reality it had only been a few months. He wasn't surprised that she exactly the same as he had last seen her. Though, he'd have been happier if she had been harmed by Clare before arriving. And who knew? Maybe she had but had healed. He wouldn't know if he asked.

But like hell would he.

"I said I would be here, didn't I?" Though he really did want to run into those woods and find a hiding place. But he wasn't a rabbit. He'd fight her head on, no matter how badly he'd be beaten.

[ripplingophelia]

"Someone who keeps his word." She came to a standstill a few feet away, her sword hanging loosely from a two-handed grip. "Stupid."

His words were brave, and he seemed determined; this only heightened Ophelia's excitement, and her smile widened as she looked down at Raki, taking note of his sword. "Last time was fun, right?" She shifted her sword to her right hand and lifted her left, pointing at him. "Let's do something like that again! But this time Clare isn't here, so the rules will have to be a little different." There would be no Awakened Being to interrupt this time, either. Ophelia would have all the time in the world to have her fun. She planned on taking advantage of it.

((sdkjalsd I'm sorry for the delay, work has been kicking my ass. Thank god for the weekend. D: ))

[rakikid]

He grabbed his sword with both hands, raising the blade up in a defensive stance.

"Not exactly what I'd call fun but..." He sighed. He shouldn't have to deal with this. Hadn't the castle done enough all ready?

"Let's just play your 'game' and get this over with."

((It's ok. :D I understand. ))