Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25857155-20150822020432/@comment-25924729-20150925133208

"Ugh..." Estelle slowly pulled herself to a sitting position, feeling the pain wrack her body. ...Pain is good, means the nerves are coming back..  She noted her crushed wrist, which now started swelling into an ugly purple bruise.

Remembering something Asher said earlier when listing down everyone's abilities and weapons, she looked around for Celeste, and tapped her on the shoulder. "If you don't mind?" she held out the wrist to the healer.

She remembered her sharp comment to her earlier this morning and felt a pang of guilt. The pair sat in awkward silence for a moment before she added. "...Sorry 'bout what i said earlier... i just thought... Y'know, Lyko seems to like you..."

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Responding to Selena’s comment on his cliche-ness, Lyko shrugged and gave a casual smile. “Gotta admit though, it was pretty cool. Felt good too.”

His smugness however, was quickly wiped away when she started dropping racist dog puns at him. Coming from the White Fang, racism was an unfortunately easy nerve to strike, one that would provoke Lyko everytime.

“That, was a mistake, Lady.” and he hurled a knife at her.

Pieter’s instructions rang in his ears, “Remember to keep her entertained, but don’t get too close...” As much as he wanted to slit this smug bitch’s throat now, he had to stick to the plan. No killing, just distract her….

There were only a handful of people that Vale would’ve allowed to pet her like that. If anyone other than her mother or the Mistress had did it, she would have probably tried to rip off their arms by now.

The injured assassin was still confused by the Mistress’ speech.'' Choose your own life?... But... The Cult is my life. I’ve got nowhere else to go...''

Then she understood. (or mis-understood, depending on the point of view) ''It’s a test! The Mistress is trying to bait me, test my loyalty, see if i’ll betray her. Don’t worr-''

A flash of steel diverted her attention. She leaped and snatched Lyko’s thrown knife out of the air, throwing it back at him mid-leap before landing between him and Selena. “Don’t worry Mistress! I see now! I won’t leave, loyal to the end. For the White Truth, death to all sinners!”

With that battle cry, she charged to engage Lyko.

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Lyko dodged the knife and landed on one of Selena’s electrical webs. Instead of being tazed like everyone else earlier, he simply stood up and brushed himself off. “Heheh, Dust armored trenchcoat...” emphasized by focusing his aura and causing markings on the sleeves and back to glow black and purple.

Vale responded similarly charging her Dust tattoos, and the pair circled like a bizarre set of neon lights trying to kill each other. “Dog faunus!” Vale spat.

“Here kitty, kitty...” Lyko taunted back. And thus begins one of the most cliche yet classic showdowns of all time between animals born to hate each other.

Vale darted in with a flurry of slashes, which Lyko easily avoided before dealing a palm strike to her wounded arm. The girl hissed in pain, and he quickly seized the chance, twisting her good arm around and holding a blade to her throat. Using Vale as a human shield.

“How’s this for unoriginal?” he shot at Selena, before starting a cruel imitiation of her speech earlier. “ I will say this once, twice if you ask nicely. Attack me if you dare, i’m sure you know whose life i now hold in my delicate hands...”