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[lucke]

[The video clips on in a clearing surrounded by idyllic looking trees and ferns. Cu struts into view, twirling a what appears to be a wooden staff.]

-I got it. It'll be fine. Nobodies gunna know anything that... what?

[Cu freezes, catching and stilling the staff with a snap as he leans towards the camera (or the person behind it) with a curious expression.]

What? ...OH we're on! Thanks for the warning. [Only slightly sarcastic.] Ahem!

Yo! It's been a while imports! Cu here, as if I needed an introduction at this point, right? Recently returned from yet another Import attack. But don't worry, I'm not here to whine about how terrible we have it here. Because, if I'm being honest, I had a blast!

I mean... I'm sure it was terrible for some. Being hunted in a jungle, or having your mind wiped clean and programmed with another purpose. But it did give me, and I'm sure others as well, an opportunity to stretch our muscles and cut loose for a while.

See, I'm pretty sure there are people out there like me that aren't really concerned with the bigger picture trivialities. But how many people need to get hurt to have that opportunity? When things hit the fan like that, scores of people who aren't interested get involved. And what fun is there in that?

But I've got an answer! [He crouches excitedly, thrusting an end of the staff towards the camera as his face splits in a toothy grin.] Why don't we just skip the pretense of scheming and traps and just throw down for fun?

No uptight laws to clog things up, no diabolical plots. Everyone involved is ready and willing to get their collective backsides handed to them, and give a few in return.

I'm getting pretty tired of sitting on my hands myself. Heck I'd be willing to take any of you on if you think you could handle what I've got.


[Moses quickly turns the camera away from Cu Chulainn and pushes the end of the staff away.]

What he means to say is that we're hostin' a tournament in Maurita Falls and we want you to be a part of it.

Jus' a small fee for entry and the winner gets prize money at the end of it!

It'll be happenin' this Saturday, and everyone's invited, even if you ain't a fighter and just wanna watch.

...Tho', we can't promise yer safety. Sorry!

And we'll be open for trainin' in Maurita Falls at the Red Branch tomorrow. Tournament is January 9th!

Please come train or you ain't gonna get this guy to behave - Would you sit down before I smack ya?! - so see you soon!

[Moses turns to look at his problematic servant and is about to shout something when he turns the camera off.]

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[resipiscent]

[Oh, it's the guy whose supper he stole. Good. This isn't awkward. He is, however, curious about the idea of a tournament. He's got a problem with competition -- 'problem', as in, he can't say no.]

What kind of tournament? A ladder?

[lucke]

Yup. Pit a few people at random against each other. For fun. And a bit of spending money.

[A disposition he can respect.]

[resipiscent]

Right. Hm...

[He's considering the idea, definitely. Riku stops for a moment -- he needs to gauge whether he still feels ultra shitty from the Neverland trip or not. Though really, the ninth is three days from now, so if anything he'll have time to recover if he really needs it.]

So where can I sign up?

[He might be jumping the gun here, but nobody said he was an ultra genius or anything.]

[lucke]

If you're willing to share a few details of your abilities and who you are, I can sign you up now.

[While Cu may have already had a demonstration of Riku's abilities first hand in Neverland, he wasn't himself. And the experience left him a bit foggy on the details. He might not even realize whom he's speaking with right now.]

So long as you're the type who can handle some rough play.

[Probably not meaning it how it sounds.]

[resipiscent]

Riku.

[He considers this for a moment -- Cu hasn't really... mentioned anything about the other day, which... Riku's not sure if he's even aware it happened. Among the cursed, he hears, their memories of Neverland felt like dreams they'd had. So... that, on top of the effect Riku had caused, he's kind of curious to know whether his idea on the matter is right.

Not curious enough to ask, though.]

I carry a magic sword, I can cast magic, and I can open portals.

[The quip at the end makes him roll his eyes. Double entendres, yes, of course.]

I'd like to think I could.

[lucke]

A magic sword and magecraft, huh? Well it seems you've got one heck of an arsenal. [Gleefully stated.] Sounds like we've got a lot in common in that regard.

Only mine's a spear.

[resipiscent]

Versatile, at least.

["Only mine's a spear." He almost spits out "I know", and instead he just gets a weird look on his face.]

... Maybe we do, yeah.

[lucke]

Well I gotta say I look forward to seeing you fight then. It's almost a shame I won't be fighting myself. I'd like to test your 'versatile' arsenal out.

[Silly Cu.]

Guess I'll just contend myself vicariously.

[resipiscent]

Well, maybe one of these days, then. We'll meet up some other time.

[He shrugs, a little smile on his mouth.]

Guess that's all you can do, huh? Right, so, there are rules, right?

[lucke]

I'd like that. [He says that so smoothly he's almost humming.]

Of course. Some imports aren't designed equally as far as dueling. Some tend to outright destroy, others haven't reached their potential yet.

As far as rules, they're pretty simple: No killing, some powers that are too intense will be prohibited, weapons only if you're opponent doesn't mind.

[resipiscent]

Oh?

[Riku nods, considering the laid out rules. Not restrictive at all, save for if his opponent were to say no weapons.]

All right. I can handle that. You guys said training was at the Red Branch -- where's the tournament itself?

[lucke]

A undisclosed location.

[Smiling, as if that was some sort of punch-line.]

I doubt we have to worry about anyone caring enough to spoil our fun. But we'd rather give everyone plausible deniability.

I'll be sending all those interested the location via the com the day of. Be in Maurtia Falls near sun down and you shouldn't have any trouble finding us when the time is right.

[resipiscent]

Huh.

[Okay, he can go with this.]

Right. Sounds good to me. I shouldn't have a problem, but I thought I'd ask.

[lucke]

Don't worry, if you get lost, I know a guy who can find anyone. Just give me a ring and we'll come collect ya.

Otherwise, see ya at the party.

[resipiscent]

Hah, really? That's useful. I can probably... follow my nose, though.

[Literally, har har.]

[lucke]

Oh, you some kind of bloodhound? Because at this point I wouldn't be surprised, honestly. Between werewolves and shapeshifters, not to mention my own pet wolves, you'd think I was running a kennel.

[resipiscent]

Yeah, something like that. I don't have any connection to canines, though. Just a good nose.

[video]

[alittlebitfiery]

[Hey look, an interested teenager with huge hair, directed to this by someone else.]

A tournament, huh? What're the rules?

[lucke]

Pretty straightforward. The way I like it.

[As he speaks he counts off all five fingers.]

No weapons without permission from an opponent, absurd powers or weapons will be prohibited, no leaving the arena, no involving the audience, no deaths.

[He considers his hand, trying to think if there was more.]

Oh yeah, keep it on the downlow. We aren't doing anything wrong, but lets try and keep it simple.

[alittlebitfiery]

I can work with that.

Although, secret tourney, huh? Why's it secret if nothing's wrong?

[lucke]

Because our gracious hosts have a pretty dim view of import on import violence. Even if we're only having a little fun, they might think to step in and break up the party.

So I figure, why even give them the opportunity? We know our own limits.

[alittlebitfiery]

So we're not doing anything wrong but they'd want to stop us anyway.

Okay, fair enough. Hey, I'm Yang by the way.

[lucke]

Yang, huh? Cu Chulainn. [Pernounced Coo-Hullen]

I'm sure it'll be well worth your time. The people I've invited so far are real contenders