Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140320232139/@comment-4681758-20140404191909

Ciarán felt Flannery's gaze unblinking on him, never breaking the stare. She was obviously not going along with his bait to run the time out. It was a battle of wills, and he knew he had to make the move if he was going to win.

''Hmph. All this has done is force me to change my strategy. This battle is still going to be fought on my terms.''

He backed up a little farther, and charged at her full speed. He anticipated she'd expect a charge, but she would expect him to strike her. That's where he changed he rules: About 10 feet from Flannery, he threw his sword at her in a circular arc. He knew it wouldn't hit her, but it wasn't meant to. As he threw the sword, he activated his Semblence again, but did not teleport behind Flannery this time. Instead, he teleported to her left, and put her left arm in a lock behind her back, and sweeping at her feet.