She wanted nothing more than to kill him right now, but she also knew his quirk was still a problem, as well as the fact that Jefferson was not the person making her angry. The quivering bitch on the other side of the room was the source. In her state of absolute anger, she had to use some finesse to outwit her opponent, not just kill him. That was the opposite of finesse.
Emiko scratched her head. She didn't actually mean to say that, did she? Look, I know why yer here. It's for her , right? Well, you win. Do whatever you want, just let me go. I can only use my quirk on one person atta time. Remember when I grabbed ya when I got stabbed? I gotta touch someone to switch the target. She ain't shielded. So just I'm done. Emiko considered it. She was caught up in the moment, but she wasn't here for him. She was here for HER. She turned around and grinned at the trembling, pathetic manipulator.
She was about to run after her, but decided against it, instead enjoying every sob and cry for help the girl could muster as her death stepped closer. The shivering girl spoke for herself, albeit rather tentatively, as if the wrong words would get her killed faster. She was right. You split us apart, the only person I've ever trusted!
You don't deserve to live! Emiko let go of her axes and felt the tingling of bloodlust in her stomach. A comfortable sensation returned to her hands, feeling a familiar grip, more stable than that of her rage. It was fitting in a way, to lose her anger so quickly and have it replaced by glee, a primal pleasure in having another at her mercy. Yaoyorozu, in a last ditch effort to live for her dreams of heroism, used her quirk to create something, anything, to shield herself from the executioner's deathblow, but before she even had the chance The sound of a spinning knife whistled through the air.
On pure instinct supplemented by a spike of adrenaline, Emiko twirled her shoulders and blindy struck at the projectile behind her. Miraculously, the blade made contact, but that's not all that happened.
The ornate, expensive dining knife had it's trajectory not just halted, but reversed. The knife was successfully deflected back towards it's owner by a katana swing. Jefferson cursed himself. This wasn't fair! His aim was perfect , and yet foiled by a girl with a quirk that made no sense. His gambit had failed Jefferson dropped his inhibitions. There was no way out of this, all he had left was the girl, and he wouldn't let anything happen to her.
He prepared himself, not just for the impact the knife would make in his body, but for his own death. All he had was his size and his unyielding spirit. He was going to get up, and trample that bitch , no matter what.
And if I take a sword to the gut doin' it I'm gonna save you, Yaoyorozu. Yet his vision of the knife faded along with everything else, as a massive layer of white, billowy smoke enveloped the entire room. The sound of metal meeting metal echoed as the knife fell just before his feet, expertly cut in half. He recognized that technique! That call for help he sent out Jefferson rested against the wall, knowing he wouldn't be able to help, but satisfied with the safety of his charge.
Emiko turned and desperately brought the katana down on Yaoyorozu's skull, but the blade shortened to avoid striking the floor. In the brief span between the knife deflection and the smoke bomb, she was rescued. Emiko roared and stomped the ground.
Her vengeance was denied by some cheap trick! She raised her weapon and issued her challange. I'm not leaving without her head. The only sound was that of the smoke, until the screen was broken by a pained shriek from the bloodied warrior. She looked down at her leg, which now had an extremely thin hole pierced fully through, leaking trace amounts of blood. She searched wildly in the smoke, but couldn't see what caused the injury. The very same piercing pain erupted anew in her shoulder, prompting her to switch the blade to her other hand.
She swung at the phantom enemy desperately, hoping to land some kind of hit, to make any kind of progress. The sneaking suspicion that she was outmatched only served to inflame her aggravation. Her other leg was pierced, and Emiko fell to the ground, physically unable to stand. The smoke had settled and the room was deathly silent, with exception of her pained and labored breaths.
The utter lack of sensory stimulation other than her pain tortured her mind and tore at her spirit. Emiko raised her sword in a defensive position.
All it would take was one more attack to her good arm and she'd be completely defenseless. The katana and the axes were of no help here, what she really needed In the smoke was an irregular shape, needle-like and sharp, yet connected to a larger, body shaped source.
Emiko raised her arm just in time for the horrendous appendage to scream towards her at a speed faster than her eyes could track. However, there was no speed in the world faster than instant. Her katana disappeared from the room, replaced by a sheet of metal, shaped in a suspiciously medieval fashion.
The shape was iconic, if the metal itself was plain and unpainted. In her good arm, Emiko held a classic heater shield, one that had successfully blocked an attack from one of the most successful and efficient heroes in the world. A hiss of pain silently left the phantom hero, as both of the fighters allowed themselves a moment of disbelief at what had just happened.
Emiko felt something in her bad arm. A smooth wooden handle, which must also be connected to a weapon! With no time to waste, she didn't even bother to look as the gladiator used the remaining functional muscles in her legs to the fullest and sprung foward towards her quarry.
With a scream that made her throat sore, Emiko swung the unknown weapon at him. The handle came first, then a chain the length of one's forearm, it's threatening rattle seeking to disarm, be it weapon or limb.
Despite being a happy couple, Calvin was always extremely apprehensive of losing Emiko, as her life would eventually run out, unlike his, due to his blessing. Although these feelings constantly plagued him, he pushed them to the back of his mind as best he could.
In Luminoire, she met Calvin, and was immediately captivated by him, and he her. To calvin, this was love at first sight, and he found himself in a very difficult situation. Against his better judgement, he decided to leave Emiko and Luminoire behind to be with Cordelia.
Despite his love for Emiko, Cordelia could offer him something that Emiko could not, that being eternal companionship. And this way, he would never have to see Emiko die. As his final words to Emiko, he wrote her a letter explaining his feelings, and apologizing to her. Now, Calvin lives together with Cordelia just outside of Yuyama.
Calvin is undyingly dedicated to her, and although she was wary of him at first, she eventually opened up to his dedication. The two now share a surprisingly loving relationship. The beautiful and interactive Eternal Tribute tells Virginia's life story the way it deserves to be told in words , pictures and video.
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At Tributes. Here are some kanji spelled out phonetically, of course commonly used in names:. Next are some Japanese names I find most beautiful in sound and meaning. Keep in mind that I have grouped names by gender based on my personal preference or most common usage. Many Japanese names are not considered gender specific. What are your favorite Japanese names? Please add your corrections and knowledge of Japanese baby naming!Emiko, a main character in the science fiction novel The Windup Girl; Emiko Queen, a character from DC Comics; This page or section lists people that share the same given name. If an internal link led you here, you may wish to change that link to point directly to the intended article.