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05. bang bang
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[Alexandra feels a smirk creep on her face when Harper goes still. That usually meant she was getting under the magical girl's skin which meant she had the upper hand, which was great. Unfortunately that thought process was thrown out the window when the other girl suddenly pulled herself up and loomed over Alexandra. It was a precarious position to be in, but every position they had been in this time around was like that. She stared up at Harper and felt her cheeks start to heat up too. For the same reasons and maybe a couple others than the magical girl.]
It was!
[Simple fact. Alexandra didn't do anything half assed. (Or so she says.)
You wouldn't know a good punch if it hit you in the f-
[Then she saw Harper start to wobble. It was time to bail out before this girl fell on top of her. She reaches up to try and push the girl off of her but while trying to raise her arm she bangs it against one of Harper's shaking arms.]
It was!
[Simple fact. Alexandra didn't do anything half assed. (Or so she says.)
You wouldn't know a good punch if it hit you in the f-
[Then she saw Harper start to wobble. It was time to bail out before this girl fell on top of her. She reaches up to try and push the girl off of her but while trying to raise her arm she bangs it against one of Harper's shaking arms.]
Edited 2016-09-27 22:22 (UTC)
[And now this, this, is where instinct and talent fail. He's better than she is, the first few seconds of this exchange have already shown that clearly enough, shown that she won't win fighting like this. She should have broken off, retreated, perhaps used those weapons of hers to gain some degree of advantage at range.
But he knows that isn't her way. He can hear it in her fists as loud and clear as if it were coming in words. His own fists and his blade speak back to her as they slip past her defenses and turn aside her counters. Power is rigid, it makes her brittle. Fire is temporary, it dies when it burns out.]
A will to fight is not a lack of fear. [His blade catches the side of her weapon and twists to lock in place as he pushes back against her. That green light of his visor burning into her eyes.] What has been done cannot be undone. Not everything that has been lost can be regained. Facing that truth is what you fear!
[He pushes hard, twisting his blade to break her guard and spins around to deliver a sharp kick to her middle. Enough to deplete the last of her Aura, should it connect, but perhaps also enough to give her Semblance the fuel it needs.
If he's calculated correctly.]
But he knows that isn't her way. He can hear it in her fists as loud and clear as if it were coming in words. His own fists and his blade speak back to her as they slip past her defenses and turn aside her counters. Power is rigid, it makes her brittle. Fire is temporary, it dies when it burns out.]
A will to fight is not a lack of fear. [His blade catches the side of her weapon and twists to lock in place as he pushes back against her. That green light of his visor burning into her eyes.] What has been done cannot be undone. Not everything that has been lost can be regained. Facing that truth is what you fear!
[He pushes hard, twisting his blade to break her guard and spins around to deliver a sharp kick to her middle. Enough to deplete the last of her Aura, should it connect, but perhaps also enough to give her Semblance the fuel it needs.
If he's calculated correctly.]
[ Not on your life, Riker. So incensed by the fact that the other girl still wants to fight her, she basically misses the sudden color to her pale face. Probably because she's seeing red anyway. Before she's even gotten the full statement out, Harper is there to helpfully interrupt her — ]
As if! Hit me in the face first, and then we'll tal - ah?
[ Despite the fact that she just wants to get out of this predicament, she's not about to just stand... sit... wobble there... and be insulted! Granted, that insult is likewise interrupted by the sudden cut at her arm, because one good turn deserves another, and life just doesn't plan on cutting her any slack when it comes to defeating evil. Or floundering there with it, whichever.
Squeaking, her palm skids beneath the force, sending her into a resounding faceplant. Her hair fans, ruffles tossed every which way. More importantly, she's nearly cheek to cheek with Alexandra, which is terrible, for one, and...
...surprisingly warm, also. Teeth chattering, she doesn't actually make to move just yet. ]
I do hope you're proud of this accomplishment.
As if! Hit me in the face first, and then we'll tal - ah?
[ Despite the fact that she just wants to get out of this predicament, she's not about to just stand... sit... wobble there... and be insulted! Granted, that insult is likewise interrupted by the sudden cut at her arm, because one good turn deserves another, and life just doesn't plan on cutting her any slack when it comes to defeating evil. Or floundering there with it, whichever.
Squeaking, her palm skids beneath the force, sending her into a resounding faceplant. Her hair fans, ruffles tossed every which way. More importantly, she's nearly cheek to cheek with Alexandra, which is terrible, for one, and...
...surprisingly warm, also. Teeth chattering, she doesn't actually make to move just yet. ]
I do hope you're proud of this accomplishment.
Please, give me a real chal-
[Her taunt is cut off by light grunt as Harper collapses on to her again. Alexandra grit her teeth from beneath the mess of limbs, hair and ruffles she found herself in. It was infuriating how the world conspired against her actually succeeding, if she weren't so cold she'd scream. ...That and if Harper wasn't around, she wouldn't allow herself to show weakness in front of enemy.
She shook her head to shake that train of thought off and felt some of Harper's locks brush against her cheek. Normally she might have complained about how annoying that felt but it was oddly pleasant. Alexandra was suddenly much more aware of just how close the two of them were and how warm Harper happened to be at the moment.
The warmth, that's what she wanted right now. Without putting much thought into it Alexandra's arms wrapped around Harper's waist and shoulders to draw her in closer.]
...I can think of ways to improve it.
[Her taunt is cut off by light grunt as Harper collapses on to her again. Alexandra grit her teeth from beneath the mess of limbs, hair and ruffles she found herself in. It was infuriating how the world conspired against her actually succeeding, if she weren't so cold she'd scream. ...That and if Harper wasn't around, she wouldn't allow herself to show weakness in front of enemy.
She shook her head to shake that train of thought off and felt some of Harper's locks brush against her cheek. Normally she might have complained about how annoying that felt but it was oddly pleasant. Alexandra was suddenly much more aware of just how close the two of them were and how warm Harper happened to be at the moment.
The warmth, that's what she wanted right now. Without putting much thought into it Alexandra's arms wrapped around Harper's waist and shoulders to draw her in closer.]
...I can think of ways to improve it.
[ Yang bristles when she raises her arm to block, only to have its rigidity turned back on her. Every sense is under siege, every nerve blazing with the will to end this. To destroy it, put it in the ground, wipe it from memory so she can move past it. That is her idea of a path forward. Grunting, she anchors herself, intending to exert enough force to break the stalemate, to grind it down to dust. When nothing comes but the thunderous tremor of her own muscle as her grip starts to give, her eyes flash upwards, pupils pinning beneath the eerie glow that faces her. That split second is all it takes for his movement to uproot her, leaving her wide open.
His hit should produce more than it does. Yang feels her Semblance surge through her, but it's too late. Her Semblance flares as her Aura wanes, and all it leaves behind is a destructive ripple. Everything she's got fizzles out in a violent plume of color, her hair's glow dying out, steam pouring from her clenched limb as it reverts without the power necessary to maintain it.
Yang sinks to her knees in the rubble, breathing hard, flame extinguished. A flicker up show that her eyes have dulled to their pale purple color, though anger still creases them and darkens her brow. ]
Fine, show's over. [ Her knuckles touch the ground before her, between her knees. ] You've got your shot, so just take it already!
[ Granted, that's mostly talk. Her body is still wired to defend itself. She just has to muster up the strength... ]
His hit should produce more than it does. Yang feels her Semblance surge through her, but it's too late. Her Semblance flares as her Aura wanes, and all it leaves behind is a destructive ripple. Everything she's got fizzles out in a violent plume of color, her hair's glow dying out, steam pouring from her clenched limb as it reverts without the power necessary to maintain it.
Yang sinks to her knees in the rubble, breathing hard, flame extinguished. A flicker up show that her eyes have dulled to their pale purple color, though anger still creases them and darkens her brow. ]
Fine, show's over. [ Her knuckles touch the ground before her, between her knees. ] You've got your shot, so just take it already!
[ Granted, that's mostly talk. Her body is still wired to defend itself. She just has to muster up the strength... ]
[ Now. Harper is a pragmatic girl. Despite the fact that takes next to nothing to set her off on a warpath, she at least likes to think of herself as smart about it. However, rational thought takes a flying leap out her mental window when she feels the sudden presence of arms coming to circle around her. Actual arms. A jolt wriggles up her spine and she freezes. It's even as though her hair poofs in the wake of her feeling threatened, because there's no way she's believing this isn't some nefarious scheme! A furious blush races all over her at the embrace.
The evil embrace, that is.
(Okay, so maybe she's more imaginative than pragmatic sometimes, but circumstance has everything to do with it, gosh.) ]
Wh-wh-what do you mean, improve?! [ She tries to whip up, but fails. ] I think you are greatly misusing that term, here!
The evil embrace, that is.
(Okay, so maybe she's more imaginative than pragmatic sometimes, but circumstance has everything to do with it, gosh.) ]
Wh-wh-what do you mean, improve?! [ She tries to whip up, but fails. ] I think you are greatly misusing that term, here!
[The evil embrace didn't start out that way. At first it was an honest attempt for a very cold girl to get warm, it only developed into one of malicious intent after that warmth was found. Then it quickly developed into a scheme to gather up as much heat as she could for herself. Those arms tightened around Harper, unwilling to let this heat source escape.
She can feel a faint smirk on her lips when she sees how red Harper's face has gotten.]
I am not. This whole situation would be worlds better if you'd put a sock in it. Unfortunately, I'm fresh out of spare socks.
She can feel a faint smirk on her lips when she sees how red Harper's face has gotten.]
I am not. This whole situation would be worlds better if you'd put a sock in it. Unfortunately, I'm fresh out of spare socks.
[Or perhaps he hasn't. His final blow breaks through the defenses of her Aura, leaving it falling to pieces around her in a violent burst of energy and light. The cyborg shifts his stance when his foot comes back down. Low and poised, left hand stretched toward her while his right brings his blade back, point aimed at her and ready to deliver the final killing strike.
A strike that doesn't come. Her words echo off the broken streets and are met with an eerie silence and stillness from her opponent. With her fire out the only light besides the broken moon above their heads is the one that comes from him, casting everything in a ghostly green glow.
Finally, he moves, but not to strike. He straightens with an easy, fluid movement and sheathes the short blade across his back, sliding it into place with a light click.]
No. I did not come here to take your life, Yang Xiao Long. [He steps forward and stretches a hand out to her, whirring with the soft sounds of gears and servos.] Forgive me for attacking you. I did not think you would listen to what I have to say otherwise.
A strike that doesn't come. Her words echo off the broken streets and are met with an eerie silence and stillness from her opponent. With her fire out the only light besides the broken moon above their heads is the one that comes from him, casting everything in a ghostly green glow.
Finally, he moves, but not to strike. He straightens with an easy, fluid movement and sheathes the short blade across his back, sliding it into place with a light click.]
No. I did not come here to take your life, Yang Xiao Long. [He steps forward and stretches a hand out to her, whirring with the soft sounds of gears and servos.] Forgive me for attacking you. I did not think you would listen to what I have to say otherwise.
[ A more forceful embrace just means more forceful wriggling in an attempt to break free. Unfortunately, even for being in her superpowered form, it seems... uncouth, to just punch her. Rhythm may be a monster in comparison to her civilian counterpart (half of which is mad compensation for her silly, silly dress —) but she's not about to be a brute because of it. ]
Are too! [ Mature. ] We wouldn't even be in this lousy, no good, ridiculous situation if you could just keep a lid on your tendencies...
[ FOR EVIL. Her teeth, however, have stopped chattering. ]
So, why don't we just raincheck this whole thing, you call off this embarrassing icecapade, and I'll save you a walloping for next time?
[ If not, she is completely
willing
to
keep
talking. ]
Are too! [ Mature. ] We wouldn't even be in this lousy, no good, ridiculous situation if you could just keep a lid on your tendencies...
[ FOR EVIL. Her teeth, however, have stopped chattering. ]
So, why don't we just raincheck this whole thing, you call off this embarrassing icecapade, and I'll save you a walloping for next time?
[ If not, she is completely
willing
to
keep
talking. ]
[ Even with her Aura dulled to a chaotic whisper within her, her own energy is electric in her veins as she waits. Left virtually alone with just her own challenge to accompany her towards whatever will happen next. Not death, she thinks. Never that, not yet, no matter what. Just those short seconds seem impossibly long as her thoughts heave through her options, until — click. The noise of mercy is so loud in her ears that it actually physically jolts her.
Yang's eyes flicker upward, eyebrows raising in surprise, anger momentarily sucked away. It's the most honest reaction she's had yet to any of this as she searches the glow of his visor for answers. What she finds is an extended hand. Probably not human, and yet...
She huffs a rusty laugh, reaching up to rake her knuckles across her lips before anything. Everything tastes sharp and metallic. ]
That's sure a funny way of saying, hey, listen up...
[ Yang seems close to leaning forward on her knees, like a beast having to be coaxed out.
She doesn't take his hand just yet. ]
So I'm guessing it's pretty important, huh.
Yang's eyes flicker upward, eyebrows raising in surprise, anger momentarily sucked away. It's the most honest reaction she's had yet to any of this as she searches the glow of his visor for answers. What she finds is an extended hand. Probably not human, and yet...
She huffs a rusty laugh, reaching up to rake her knuckles across her lips before anything. Everything tastes sharp and metallic. ]
That's sure a funny way of saying, hey, listen up...
[ Yang seems close to leaning forward on her knees, like a beast having to be coaxed out.
She doesn't take his hand just yet. ]
So I'm guessing it's pretty important, huh.
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