( video ) un: achilles

[heelies]

[As when storm-bruised clouds cast their dark pall over the sky, a harbinger of the torrent and tempest to come, so appears the countenance of Peleus' son. He is harnessed in the glorious armor that lame-foot Hephaestus did forge for him, and upon his head fiercely glints the golden helmet which once served as a beacon to the Myrmidons and all of the vast host of war-loving Argives. Like the thunder that is hurled by almighty Zeus who bears the aegis, his voice roars out over the network.]

Koltira, you whose heart is blackened with vile hatred! Hear now the son of Peleus, Achilles, best of all the Achaeans - I whose pride was rent by your blade when you did raise arms without first issuing a proper challenge as is honorable between warriors. I demand that you meet me in single combat, that I may avenge myself and slake my spear upon your blood. Meet me then to the east of the town ere the sun touches the far horizon, where it settles for the night into the couch of the desert - unless the worm of cowardice burrows deep within your breast to weaken your fighting spirit!

It is for this reason that I give my challenge in this public forum, that others may bear witness and hold you accountable to this duel. What say you, Koltira? Recoil not from the bloodshed you so take pleasure in! Long has my anger rankled in my breast, and long has my pride festered without salve potent enough to soothe it, for the cure lies only in victory by dint of my spear. Thus, today I wait no more!

[In the colloquialisms of the locals: This town ain't big enough for the both of us.]

Comments

[heelies]

What poor control you must think I wield over my spear! Moreover, I assure you that I have no intention of involving others in this matter which is between Koltira and myself. Should any purpose to put an end to our duel, I shall not raise weapon against him - but nor will I step aside.

[predomination]

Oh that wasn't a statement against you, Achilles-san~

It's just that people can get impassioned during these sort of duels and might risk injury trying to run into the middle of it to pull you two apart.

I believe that you two can work this out in whatever way you need to without anyone getting involved except a healer. And Sieglinde-san will be impartial. That's all that's required for a conflict between warriors.

sorry for the wait!

[heelies]

Your speech is much to my liking, Urahara. Alas that so few among this company possess such prudence and instead hurl insults at me like stones at a filthy beggar!

no prob bob!!

[predomination]

I wouldn't pay them any mind. Once this is over, they'll move on to something else, and the ones who are still upset about it won't be convinced either way. The sad fact about this many people in a group that lacks organization is that they haven't really learned that one has to compromise a bit. We can't all adapt to the same standards.

[the Gotei 13 had their little idiosyncrasies and biases and corruption, but it did get one thing right- it let people from all walks of life with varying ways of looking at the world and approaching problems work alongside each other and do it well, give or take Central 46 being foolish and Aizen being Aizen. if a bunch of unruly Shinigami ranging from the most uppercrust Noble to the dirtiest Rukongai peasant can do that, then this bunch can.]

[heelies]

Let them bow to whichever customs they wish! As for me, I shall follow the ways of my father and bravely face the bloody jaws of battle with fighting strength in my breast. For this crew - for how little they esteem me, for how they mock that which is respected among the Danaans - I care not a splinter.

[predomination]

[nervous laugh. oh achilles... you're so intense.] Well, for the sake of those of us who would like to avoid pettier squabbles than what's between you and Koltira-san, I hope they learn to be a bit less disrespectful in the future.

[heelies]

Indeed, they shall learn it is a grave mistake to treat without respect the son pf Peleus.

[This is a man who, slighted by his comrades, asked that Zeus give his divine aid to the enemy, that the Achaeans may more sharply feel the sting of his absence from the battlefield.]