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</div><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><i>Dream Field Arena Floor, Neo Domino City, May 10th, 8:30 AM<br/>
</i></b></span>​</div><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><i>Hot-Blooded isn't he~</i></span>Satsuki wasn't honestly sure<i>what</i>to think of the boisterous young man who was now standing across the dueling field from her, his voice carrying through the speakers.  He acted the showman, and that made her uneasy.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><i>Has he done this before?  He acts like the pros on TV when they're trying to get the crowd going...</i></span>Satsuki's teeth ground together, her brow furrowed as she raised her duel disk and activated it, the scrolling numbers on the display settling on the initial 8000-Point life total as she drew her opening hand-!<br/><br/>And stopped in shock as the roar of an engine filled the stadium, a sleek black D-wheel roaring into the space between them<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"The hell-?!"</span>She wasn't sure she could have drowned out the cheerful girl's voice resounding through the space and wasn't sure she wanted to try anyways as the young woman ran through what sounded like some planned speech about the tournament, then turned the whole thing over to a holographic Kuriboh who rattled off a series of rules.  Satsuki didn't know whether she ought to be impressed at the entrance, D-Wheeler, and the Dark Magician Girl cosplay or annoyed at the interruption just as she was about to get into the match ahead, but she stayed quiet, having caught on to the words 'Mascots and Hostesses' and guessing that interrupting would probably be a bad idea.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Ah uhm..."</span>She shook her head, no medical conditions that she knew of, and nothing that she thought would make a difference here...<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Er...  Thank you?"</span>Satsuki offered somewhat lamely as she accepted the coupons, holding them uncertainly for a moment before she stuffed them into the pocket of her coat.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Shall...  Shall we start then?"</span><br/><br/>The field was cleared, and then they faced off again.  If anything, Satsuki found herself a little grateful in hindsight.  After the interruption she felt oddly a little more calm, prepared to face Galan down.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><i>Steady Satsuki...  Just play the best you can...</i></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32">"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">D</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32">u</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">e</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32">l</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">!"</span><br/><br/>It wasn't a bad opening hand, not perfect, but certainly not terrible.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"You'd better not go easy on me just because I'm a girl, understand?"</span>It was weird to hear her own voice echoing slightly as it sounded through the speakers, making her feel -if anything- even more out of her element than before, looking around for the source of the echo before she realized what was going on.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Rrh...  I'll play <a class="link link--external" href="http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/yugioh/images/c/ca/FoolishBurial-SDPD-EN-C-1E.png" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Foolish Burial!</a>, sending <a class="link link--external" href="http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/yugioh/images/4/47/RedEyesBDragon-LDK2-EN-C-1E.png" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Red Eyes Black Dragon</a> from my deck straight to the graveyard."</span>Satsuki's resolve faded slightly and she took a step back as she sudden saw a gravestone appear on the field, an open pit created by the holograms into which the card she'd designated fell, even as she drew it from her deck to place it into the 'graveyard' on the disk itself.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"N-next..."</span><br/><br/>Satsuki hesitated a moment, swallowed, and focused again, narrowing her eyes.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"Next I'll play this card face up in attack position!  <a class="link link--external" href="http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/yugioh/images/5/55/RedEyesWyvern-SR02-EN-C-1E.png" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Red Eyes Black Wyvern</a>!  Come Forth!"</span>A flare of dark fire appeared, coalescing into the form of the monster, a smaller vision of the majestic dragon she'd cast to her graveyard not a moment ago.  Even smaller and less impressive though, it was still amazing to see, and it took a lot for Satuski to hold on to her composure, though at least the mental reminder that squealing like a giddy schoolgirl in here would be audible through the speakers, and she didn't want that.  She nodded at Galan.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"I'll set one card face down and end my turn."</span>Attacking on the first turn was against the rules, so she would have to wait, but she was somewhat confident.  Her dragons may be weak alone, but like any underdog, they could always come out on top if they worked hard enough.<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, 8:30 AM<br/>
</i></b></span>​</div><br/><br/>She hadn't dealt well with crowds, not now and not ever, and even the mere sixteen invited duelists constituted enough crowd that Yuki stayed back near the wall, fiddling with her deck as her eyes flicked between the three interesting sights in the room.  The first was cards in front of her as she absentmindedly shuffled them, draw five, play out an imaginary opener, then shuffled them all together again and repeat the process.  It was soothing, a distraction from the milling mass of humanity around her.<br/><br/>The second was the duel just starting to play out on the stadium stage.  Yuki had heard of Satsuki through the dueling community being that they were both around the same age but she'd never really met the other girl, a little bit afraid to challenge those Red Eyes despite the fact that they were supposed to be considered weaker than most.  At least a Blue Eyes looked like it could be at home defending her ocean! (Not that she liked facing down the white dragons any more than the black ones if she had to.)  Even the sight of the wyvern made her shiver a little bit as she watched, black and spiky and menacing as it stared down the field at the girl's opponent, a blonde russian man judging by the accent, and boisterous enough that while Yuki got an impression of friendliness from him, she didn't think she would want to spend too much time in the same room as him.<br/><br/>And then there was the third, the handsome duelist waiting nearby.  Yuki felt herself flush every time her eyes came back to him and looked away quickly, but despite every embarrassment she kept looking.  He looked pretty but his gaze, his stance, everything about him told Yuki that he was way too intense.  She shouldn't even be thinking about this anyways, he was probably older than her too.<br/><br/>And yet, every once in a while, her eyes would drift back...