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Tazenhani · 08-03-2011, 05:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Hera

In all the rush and confusion with the rope and then the fire, Emily hadn't noticed that Sabel came out of his hidey hole. Wherever that was.
She frowned, his wand pointing at her chest. And her's still clutched in her hand, but not posing much of a threat.

...

She was tempted to pout, but instead, she got a wicked... and very stupid idea. Either way, her gut was telling her to go with it. And as Damien had yelled at her on so many occasions she needed to stop thinking and start acting. So she would...

After releasing a sigh, she spun on the spot, like a ninja- only less graceful, her aim was to knock Sabel off his feet. She might not be able to win, but she wasn't about to lose either. If she was going down, she was taking him with her.

"Mate." She uttered.

Emily couldn't help but laugh lightly... it had been... quite an ordeal.

While her spin might not have been perfect, it was enough to get the trick done. Both feet were swept out from under him without so much as a warning or inclining and he fell, hard on his back and the rather rocky surface of the floor. Training had taught him not to let go of his wand when he went down, but apparently it was still lacking in the 'distance-perception' field.

With a groan half from being winded and half from having several pointy things jabbing into his back, he let his body flop out of tension. Her laughing helped with that, but even if she had decided to jump up and attack again, he couldn't say he would have had the drive to counter attack.

Ever so slowly, a light chuckle of his own joined hers though it held a certain lack of breath and a few coughs here and there. What a bloody mess they had made.

08-03-2011, 05:21 AM	#49 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Hera In all the rush and confusion with the rope and then the fire, Emily hadn't noticed that Sabel came out of his hidey hole. Wherever that was. She frowned, his wand pointing at her chest. And her's still clutched in her hand, but not posing much of a threat. ... She was tempted to pout, but instead, she got a wicked... and very stupid idea. Either way, her gut was telling her to go with it. And as Damien had yelled at her on so many occasions she needed to stop thinking and start acting. So she would... After releasing a sigh, she spun on the spot, like a ninja- only less graceful, her aim was to knock Sabel off his feet. She might not be able to win, but she wasn't about to lose either. If she was going down, she was taking him with her. "Mate." She uttered. Emily couldn't help but laugh lightly... it had been... quite an ordeal. While her spin might not have been perfect, it was enough to get the trick done. Both feet were swept out from under him without so much as a warning or inclining and he fell, hard on his back and the rather rocky surface of the floor. Training had taught him not to let go of his wand when he went down, but apparently it was still lacking in the 'distance-perception' field. With a groan half from being winded and half from having several pointy things jabbing into his back, he let his body flop out of tension. Her laughing helped with that, but even if she had decided to jump up and attack again, he couldn't say he would have had the drive to counter attack. Ever so slowly, a light chuckle of his own joined hers though it held a certain lack of breath and a few coughs here and there. What a bloody mess they had made. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.