[h2]Adachi Ruriko[/h2]

"... Then you'll have to prepare when I'm dueling her," Ruriko asserted, glancing from the boy to the girl once more. One mock battle after another. She'd win the first, of course, and probably the second as well. She felt this was a firmly unquestionable course of events. However, it would be excellent training for everyone involved, wouldn't it? And naturally, everyone here was aiming high, for nothing less then success.

The first girl made the claim her blade was based off of Excalibur. It may very well have been, but it was hardly in good condition. In fact, its condition was rather shameful. Why wouldn't someone make sure their Divine Gear was in the best possible condition at all times? She didn't even know they could degrade like that. Well, regardless, maybe it was more impressive then it looked.

"And this is the Starlight Masamune," she replied, "Don't underestimate me, or you'll lose even more quickly."

... Wait, had the girl called her Yuriko?!

"... And... and my name's not Yuriko! It's Ruriko! Adachi Ruriko!" she cried, slipping her feet into a more ready stance with Starlight Masamune held at the ready.