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“When I think of what almost happened…. And on the way to the Damu Michezo, too!”Kalan tilted his head in surprise. “You’re a fan?”“Of the Damu Michezo? Of course! I save up all year to come on this trip. Have you ever been?”“No, ma’am. I’ve just heard the stories.” | “When I think of what almost happened…. And on the way to the Damu Michezo, too!”Kalan tilted his head in surprise. “You’re a fan?”“Of the Damu Michezo? Of course! I save up all year to come on this trip. Have you ever been?”“No, ma’am. I’ve just heard the stories.” | ||
Her eyes glinted with delight. “Ah, it’s so much better than you can imagine. There’s nothing like the sound of a limb being torn from a competitor’s body or the way the stadium hums with excitement when both fighters are near death. And the seats I got this year! I’ll bet I’ll get sprayed with blood before the end of the first match!” Then Esur excused herself. She didn’t want to miss the first matches. Those were usually top contenders versus unworthy scrubs, so things tended to get especially bloody. | Her eyes glinted with delight. “Ah, it’s so much better than you can imagine. There’s nothing like the sound of a limb being torn from a competitor’s body or the way the stadium hums with excitement when both fighters are near death. And the seats I got this year! I’ll bet I’ll get sprayed with blood before the end of the first match!” Then Esur excused herself. She didn’t want to miss the first matches. Those were usually top contenders versus unworthy scrubs, so things tended to get especially bloody. | ||
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Revision as of 03:09, 28 March 2018
Sculla Female
VE 01/5; VE 01/6
Short (four feet tall), tatooed, so old that tatooes had faded. Thin, razor-sharp wit, ruthless. A fan of the Damu Micheko. “When I think of what almost happened…. And on the way to the Damu Michezo, too!”Kalan tilted his head in surprise. “You’re a fan?”“Of the Damu Michezo? Of course! I save up all year to come on this trip. Have you ever been?”“No, ma’am. I’ve just heard the stories.” Her eyes glinted with delight. “Ah, it’s so much better than you can imagine. There’s nothing like the sound of a limb being torn from a competitor’s body or the way the stadium hums with excitement when both fighters are near death. And the seats I got this year! I’ll bet I’ll get sprayed with blood before the end of the first match!” Then Esur excused herself. She didn’t want to miss the first matches. Those were usually top contenders versus unworthy scrubs, so things tended to get especially bloody.
