Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141227060154/@comment-25127382-20150102154427

(Sorry I've been gone for so long. I was on a date. (By which I totally don't mean that I had sex with the guy who shot me in the face with a 9mm pistol, only so I could shoot him in the face with the same 9mm pistol while he slept.))

Victoria had recieved her orders from Lucien. She was the one to train the Little Siblings. They had already survived the marshes of Argonia, so they were ready for any survival challenge. Now they had to prepare for proper challenges.

The Little Siblings were braught to an arena-like room, where they were instructed to fight each other to the death. The children faught each other one-on-one, one child dying every round, until the final round was reached. In the final round, the children had to fight Victoria herself. The Little Siblings only had to hit Victoria once, and they outnumbered her greatly. The challenge should have been easy, but many of the children had already died by Victoria's rapier.

The children stood tall, all heavily injured, but none ready to surrender. They had realised by now why they were losing, as up until now, they had all been fighting her seperately.

The Little Siblings used their mind powers to form a strategy in their heads. Victoria listened in on their mental conversations, allowing her to predict their actions.

One girl spinned her scythe until it was in an appropriate position. Another boy readied his katars, and another girl charged her bow. All the children were readying their weapons for the strategy that would surely fail.

The children with bows began firing great amounts of arrows at Victoria in quick succession, something she knew was going to happen. She dodged them, feigning surprise, luring them into a false sense of security. The sword-wielders charged in, attempting to distract Victoria's blade, predictably. She deflected the swords in lightning fast succession. Meanwhile, the Siblings with subtle weapons, such as daggers and katars, leapt into the air, where they landed on the blades of the scythe-wielders. Easily able to carry the weight of their comrades, the scythe-wielders swung their scythes, launching the dagger-  and katar-wielders at Victoria. Victoria readied her rapier, ready to deflect the fools that charged directly at her, when something unexpected happened. Something that was not planned in their minds, a girl kicked Victoria in the back of her head, launching her forward, into the blades of the flying fighters. The Little Siblings proceeded to fire arrows at her, and cut her with their blades, as she was staggered by the initial strikes.

"Very... good." Victoria said as she fell to the floor, unconcious.