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</div><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><i>Dream Field Arena Floor, Neo Domino City, May 10th, 8:37 AM<br/>
</i></b></span>​</div><br/><br/>Three turns later, Satsuki felt just a little bit silly...<br/><br/>She understood the six samurai deck could be quite powerful, and so she'd kept her guard up, blasting down card after card as she whittled away his life points, but there seemed to be something missing.  Like perhaps his deck was wrong, or...<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><i>could it maybe be that he doesn't know how to play his deck?</i></span>All the cards were there, but he just couldn't seem to put the pieces together right, bad luck drawing perhaps?<br/><br/>In the end though, it didn't play out for him, and Satsuki barely needed to summon more.  Her Wyvern had died, but its sacrifice had returned the true dragon from the grave, and that had simply decimated everything else he played.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Finish it!  Inferno Fire Blast!"</span><br/><br/>She imply blinked at him once the simulated smoke and flame cleared away, their duel disks powering down into standby mode.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"A Riding duel?"</span>She supposed it might make sense, after all the strategies between the two were pretty different, maybe he was just used to his speed deck?<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Ah...  I would love to Galan-san but I haven't got a D-Wheeler, and they need us to clear the field for the next match.</span>She shifted her deck back into its carry pocket at her waist and powered her duel disk down, only to nearly fumble the switch as Galan continued talking.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"W-what?!"</span><br/><br/>She winced as the microphone feedback picked up her startled exclamation and amplified it through the arena, prompting her to quiet down.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Y...  You can't just...  Surely you can't..."</span>The sheer audacity of it made her head spin, not to mention the money involved.  Duel Cycles were<i>not cheap</i>!<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"I can't possibly afford to pay you back for it Galan-san, but I mean..."</span><br/><br/>She shook her head, then gave a slightly strained grin.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"If you're sure Galan...  One week."</span><br/><br/>She nodded, then turned and walked towards her own door off the field, shaking her head with a sigh as she heard him turn and proclaim a challenge to that cosplayer too.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Yeesh...  Such a goofball...  But maybe he's better at riding duels at least...  That'll be interesting..."</span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">-----<br/>
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</div><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><i>Dream Field Arena - Duelist Waiting Room, Neo Domino City, May 10th, 8:37 AM<br/>
</i></b></span>​</div><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87cefa">"Eep!  Ano-wa...  Uhm..."  </span>Yuki had practically jumped out of her seat when Keith had spoken right next to her and she slammed her cards together, only narrowly avoiding bending a few of them as she shrunk away from the tall american boy.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87cefa">"K-Kayona Yuki...  I'm Y-yuki..."</span>She bent her head down and began shuffling her cards together nervously, not wanting to meet his eyes, maybe if she just...  Tried to do as little as possible he would go away?  But that wouldn't be polite to ignore him when he was speaking to her, but he was so big!  And intimidating!  Maybe if he were on the other end of a duel arena she could face him but he was looking right at her, focused on her, and no Ice Barrier to shield her from his presence.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87cefa">"I-I Uhm..."</span>She wracked her brain, trying to figure out what to say next, she should say something right?  What do you say to a boy who looks like he could pick you up one handed?  Please don't hurt me?<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87cefa">"It...  It's a nice duel?  I think..."</span>She leaned to try and look past him at the screen, blushing at how far over she had to go to get a clear view of a brilliant red and black ball of flame obliterating some sword-wielding warrior.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87cefa">"O-or not...  It looks like Satsuki-san is winning..."</span>She shivered, the girl with red eyes only seemed scarier like this, obliterating monster after monster with her dragon like that.  Yuki looked away from the screen, resisting the urge to draw her knees up to her chest as she knew that would probably flash her panties to the room.  She groped for a conversational topic, since the american didn't seem interested in going away.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87cefa">"Who...  Y-you're a duelist right?  Who are you facing f-first?"</span>