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strikeoflightning: ({Avenging})
"Lightning majors in the Commando, Ravager and Medic roles. Compared to most of her companions she has high physical and magical attack stats (the second highest attack stat behind Fang, and tied for the second highest magic stat with Vanille), making her best role the Commando due effectively using both Attacks and Ruin spells, although her weapons give the lowest stat boosts. Lightning has low HP gain compared to the others and when everyone's stats are maxed out, only Hope will have less HP than her.

Magic-wise, Lightning is utilitarian, able to use all four elemental "-strike" attacks, all elemental magic to the "-Ra" rank, as well as Thundaga. Lightning's Full ATB Skill, Army of One, increases the target's stagger gauge based on the current chain count. She is a skilled offensive Synergist, learning all of the basic protection spells save Veil and learning the "En-" series of spells.

Despite her low HP, Lightning can be a good Sentinel, as she learns all of the role's Auto-Abilities, and when pairing the Elude ability with the Nimbletoe Boots, she can avoid a large amount of damage from enemies."

She can also summon an Eidolon named Odin:

"Lightning's Eidolon, Odin, is a large armored knight with a two-bladed sword joined at the hilt. In Gestalt Mode he transforms into the horse Sleipnir, which Lightning rides while wielding Odin's sword, Zantetsuken, split in two. When not in Gestalt Mode Odin uses a combination of Thunder based spells and physical attacks while acting as a Sentinel and drawing in enemy attacks. Lightning has multiple ways to help with both her Ravager role to boost the enemies' chain gauge, and her Commando role to keep the gauge high."

And her weapon of choice is her gun-blade, which is named Omega Weapon.


So the question is:

Can Lightning use her powers on your character?
strikeoflightning: ({Depression})
{It's late at night - it might even be bordering on early morning - and Lightning is sitting in her kitchen, holding a mug of steaming tea between her hands. Her head is bowed, emphasizing how long her pink hair has gotten. She glances at the strands occasionally, her brow furrowing.}

I am in need of a hair-cut. {While she doesn't doubt that she could get it to a feasible length, she wonders if it would look good. It takes skill and practice to style hair.}

The last time I wore my hair this long, I was only a child. {And some memories are best left alone. She takes a generous sip of tea and swallows it, letting the heat burn her tongue and throat.}

I pretend to have unwavering strength; I have been granted a chance for redemption by one of the gods of my world. That chance gave me confidence and hope in the future.

{Her fingers flex around her tea cup and her expression is troubled. The gifts Etro gave her haven't translated well to Luceti.}

What will Luceti's future hold? Will all of our efforts be rewarded? Regardless of the answer, I cannot - will not - admit defeat. My future holds my family and my friends.

{It's probably clear that she lives alone. Her house is very quiet.}

We will be joined in a world without war and devastation. I will keep the Chaos in check.
strikeoflightning: ({Vivid})
{Action}

{Her armor is back in order thanks to the skillful hands of the blacksmiths in the village. They have also cut out space for her wings, which were quite sore after the battle. She considered - briefly - keeping her new appendages covered, but in the end she decided to keep a closer eye on enemies coming at her from behind. The wings are troublesome enough without pushing them against unyielding metal.

After examining the finer aspects of the blacksmiths' handiwork, Lightning exits the shop with the armor slung over her shoulder. She is wearing a sleeveless black shirt - which doesn't completely hide the hint of a bandage wrapped around her abdomen - and tan pants. Yet, even with an obvious injury, she holds herself with strength, keeping her posture pristine.

As she walks down the street, she scans the crowd, offering a small smile as greeting to anyone who glances her way. Feel free to cross her path or call to get her attention!}


{Video}

{This video occurs sometime later. The light is dim outside and Lightning is leaning over her journal, her voice low and calm.}

Our strength is returning. Pay your respects to those that are lost and return to your training. I will offer lessons starting next week. Contact me with a time that is suitable to you and I will reserve a space in the stadium. Also, tell me which weapon you prefer.

{She is confident in her ability to spar with just about any weapon - thus it really is up to the student.}
strikeoflightning: ({Stiff})
{Lightning shrugs off battered and dented armor, revealing a bandage wrapped around her abdomen. Blood has stained the material and she is already in the process of finding some fresh bandages.}

There were no answers given. Lives were lost and what did it mean? {Her voice is rougher, hoarser as she slams a fist against a table.} Sacrifices are tragic by themselves, but sacrifices without meaning are even worse.

{She grabs a bottle and takes a swig before slowly unwinding the bandage.}

I'm in need of a Healer. The blade was buried deep.
strikeoflightning: ({Heartbreak})
Serah is gone. {She can't find her little sister anywhere. The pain of this loss is so much that she doesn't want anyone on the journals to see her face.} It will be some time before I see her again.

{And that period of time is lengthening the longer she is in Luceti.}

I believe she will fight and become stronger. I only wish I could be by her side.

{But that isn't in the cards and she knows it.}

I won't be practicing in the Battle Dome today. {Without an enemy she can see and part of her family at her side, Lightning is feeling…tired.} Tell me of your families, residents. I don't want to forget the memories I forged with my sister.
strikeoflightning: ({Arms Crossed})
{Lightning is pinning a list to one of the walls in the home she shares with Serah. A small smirk follows a re-read of what she has in store for her little sister. She wants her to be prepared for anything. Gods know, she needs to be.}

Are you prepared for tomorrow? {That question is directed at the village in general. For the moment, Lightning is without her armor, but she still possesses the mind of a warrior. Her ideology is a form of armor that she will never shed.} Expect the best; prepare for the worst.

I am seeing to my sister's training, yet I could [and would] make time for more students should the need arise. I require no payment; I want the village armed against the unknown.

We live to make the impossible possible. {Her smirk returns, though it is filled with pride this time rather than mischief.}
strikeoflightning: ({Warrior})
Within this dome, I have been given a gift. This gift is far greater than any I have been given before and yet I hesitate to offer my gratitude. Can one gift - no matter how sorely sought - mend the pain those in this village have endured?

{Lightning's voice is clear and calm. Whatever this gift may be, she isn't revealing its true identity. Not over such an open and public feed.}

Humans suffer. Such is their lot in life. There are few who accept such a fate with equanimity. Before I chose to serve in the ranks of the goddess, I was not amongst those who could bide their time and hold their tongue. However she and time have altered my vision.

{There is a rise and a fall to her words. Yet those tides are not determined by emotion.}

I withhold my thanks for the gift given and I stand awaiting the future. We will walk this path together - whether for ill or good - and, in the final days of this village, we will set eyes upon our captors. Their reasoning will be clear to us then.

I wonder, will their reasoning cause joy or weeping?
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