Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-5290299-20140929212528/@comment-4681758-20141001185946

Making sure that Zaffre was alright for a moment after he blocked the last disk coming for her, Ciarán didn't notice the shards of ice heading for him and took the hit in the chest, knocked back a zone but still in the fight. Looking back up, he saw the opposing team's waterbender staring him down with a singular focus on him, and narrowing his gaze on her, there was a spark in the air as their eyes met for a moment.

Wrong move.

Ciarán's blasts came down fast and relentlessly. One to the head, followed up by a simultaneous attack to her torso and legs, and he just didn't stop. She'd redirect most of them, to be sure, but he wasn't trying to beat her. He was trying to get under her skin, get her to slip up and leave herself vulnerable. As if to capitalize on this plan, Ciarán subtly winked at the woman during one of his blasts. It was discreet enough that the audience and probably even Zaffre would miss it, but his opponent definitely saw it.