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Luck however, seemed to want to spite her today. In truth, he couldn't get the water shield down in time, thus he chose to sacrifice the water whip to save himself. Fortunately for him, Stay was right; he had an ample amount of water around him to pull up another one.

"Phew...that was close..."He muttered to himself relievedly though noticing that the first whip certainly hadn't been eneough to extinguish all the flames about him. "Lets see how long you can dodge!"he said, lashing the new one towards her.

At once the manipulator threw off the lifeless remains of his fallen crew mate, keeping any more flames from spreading to him, but that certainly did nothing to help the ones that were already there. Consideirng the intensity of the fire steadilly engulfing him, he really only had one choice; he doused himself with the water shield. Excess spray jumped into the air to try and escape the toungs of orange and red, but fortunately for him it did infact work the way he had hoped it would, even if he had gotten some bad burns.

In the next instant, he had pulled up another whip rather than a shield, but solidified it into what was nothing less than a razor-sharp icicle attached to his arm, which he was using for offence and defence. The other, he kept fluid, and lashed toward's Stay's right arm, hoping to soak it througally.

The water manipulator smirked arrogantly. This was good. She couldn't use her fire anymore, and certainly, that was to the aid of the crew; she seemed to be one of those from the Luciana doing the most damage. His frozen icicle-sword glinted in the sun as he readied to attack again, this time not bothering to use the water whip at his disposal. Instead, he simply stabbed it at her, assuming it would make contact.

The other backed away just in time, keeping the wound from being fatal, but that certainly didn't stop it from being deep, bloody, and very painful. "Why you..."He grimmaced slightly, staggering back a bit. After a moment however, he recovered himself eneough to realize now was not the place to simply give up and be hurt. If he was going to die, which with this wound seemed likely, he was going to do it with a bang. Thus, he lunged forward, the tip of the ice-blade heading straight for Stay.

((ARGH! Damn you! Both of you! I can't fix this! I don't have enough magic. Had it been ONLY those posts on page 2... but NOT with all this. >_<; Lance will have had TOO much time as it is already. *sigh* No, we'll just have to trash that idea until a later time... or something.))

He'd had in mind to do something about that for sure but now he was simply out of time it seemed. Sometimes these things just happened so fast (>=( Exactly! *shares that sentiment*). Oh well, he had no time to waste now, not when the opposing captain was so nice and came to him, and was so swift about it. Why, it was like getting an important delivery on time or even some days ahead! A pleasant surprise, so to speak.

((I HATE THIS BLOODY ******** s**t!! WHY?! Why does it take away part of my post as soon as I click the ******** italic button!? It's just DAMN, ******** lucky it didn't take my whole post. *irritated now*))

Up at the very aft of the ship, where the steering wheel was located, it was empty. The perfect place for a duel. Falk moved there, he knew she would follow as soon as she got herself onto his ship. Her pride would stand for no less. He smiled slightly. Indeed.

((Now my post can't get any bigger. Why? Because you two went and ruined it and so now we have to jump directly to our part, Suji. >=E Grrrr. *readies blade for Kami's neck* >w> Let's take that forgetful little 'eadie of yours right off yer prutty little s'oulders so ye dun have te worry about it an'more. >w> Kee kee kee. *cackles* <-- is still irritated at the loss of (very little of) her post... can you tell?))

((>E No. Won't work. I've already made my post and she seems to already be on board the Luciana. Plus, Falk would make sure she gets to him if she's held up by anyone of his. >.> And plus... he's already in position. >w> You plead your case well! But you won't survive! Kukuku! >w>))

"Indeed, Falk du Ruine," he replied and then he had to dodge her "fiery" ending line. "And it has been some eight years since we last saw each other. I can safely assume you want the same grace as the captain Fahr was given, yes? A final duel to last man standing... with a sword in hand," he added, almost as an after thought or as if he wanted to say that he didn't really want to kill her. Nevertheless, he drew his sabre too.