Reflections of a fighter....regardless what rank.

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Date: 11/25/1997 7:03 PM Central Standard Time
From: DoraeRasta


How many cycles now since she first came...two? Nods her head, yes it must be two. Violet eyes glance around the Outback, flicking so often to the empty rings, picturing hard won duels and back breaking losses. She has fought many here, from her rank of glass up to the emeralds, winning or loosing it did not matter, she was/is keeping up with her physical being and her passion to fight using the body she was provided with at birth. A good body of folk here, good fighters and a comradarie so tightly woven even with all the bickering that goes on. Yet, she is not impressed...never gets impressed by much or anyone, hence her reason for fighting way above her rank. She has been fighting using this type of combat all her life....she has been an emerald more than once...if ever she saw herself that way. Many secrets she holds, a seperate life she leads, keeping it all away from the DoF, keeping it within. Nothing can bother her here, here is where she comes to work off steam, to think, to exercise and participate in idle talk.....maybe not that last, she can not remember her last idle talk with anyone, unless it was to set up a duel. Past, present, future...none of which hold anythinghere, at least not for her. She glances around one final time. Tomorrow night she will find herself back in the rings, dueling whomever will step up and have a go at her....with a bare notion of time.