Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5865155-20141202042059/@comment-25464065-20141208061834

Elise had been called many things in her eighteen years. Many of those things were synonyms of the word 'gnome'. In fact, it wasn't until Signal when she finally heard a different word - 'agile'. For someone with such a bulky weapon, Elise knew how to move - a helpful trick, especially now.

With the group splitting apart to handle their respective enemies, Elise turned to the nearest boarbatusk, ignoring the heavy thudding of her heart against her rib cage at the mere presence of the Death Stalker in the distance.

Speaking of distant presences, that boarbatusk. Throwing itself in the air, the Grimm curled into a ball, preparing a rolling charge. Elise turned the ringblade into the chakrams quickly, attempting to recall the limited knowlege Signal offered in her year-long stay. You always need to breach the armor, she reminded herself, breach the armor or hit the stomach. The boar began its charge almost immediately, and in turn Elise threw herself toward it.

As the two reached each other, Elise leapt, the soles of her boots barely brushing against the boar's decorative tusks. Her feet connected with the back of the creature, at which point she twisted in mid-air, holding the chakrams open at her waist. As the boar continued his roll, the tusks reappeared, sliding easily into the rings. The momentum required to even step upon the boar was great, great enough that when its horns faced her rings, Elise was victorious. A crunch accompanied the soft thumping of two horns cracking and falling to the grass.

The boar stopped facing the opposite direction, Elise behind it. Deciding against the obvious course of action, Elise went for its hind legs instead, severing the beast's hind legs and giving it a rough shove to the side - exposing its underbelly. One stab with the blade was all it took.

She felt the second boarbatusk's breath behind her, this time only giving her a fraction of a second to react. Just a regular charge this time, thankfully. Readying the bloodied metal she darted forward to the boar, the ring carving into the boars nose. It continued running, pushing Elise back into the corpse of her previous kill, but simultaneously pulling the ring further in. When it reached the Grimm's bone plate, she leapt upward slightly, grabbing the column of hair on the boar's spine. The blade pulled away from its nose and dragged across the facial plate, barely enough to score it.

Now precariously seated atop the boar and facing its rear, Elise had little choice of where to attack. The boar was quite large, even for someone of average height, so much so that her feet didn't even reach the ground. Bringing the two ringblades together, one atop the other, she slammed the two down guillotine style, missing the intended target and instead severing the tail. The boar squealed in paint and rocked its body, forcing the small woman to reach for the hairs along its back again.

It attempted to buck her off, much like a horse, but its small frame wouldn't allow her to budge. She had a limited amount of time now and, thinking quickly, the two chakrams moved into her right hand and slammed into the colum of fur. Bracing her legs along the boar's side plating, Elise somersaulted around the blades and off the back of the boar, dragging her weapons along the boar's back for a clean, concise cut.

This time she merely slammed her weapons into the boar's backside, severing far enough to reach the nearest slice along its back. It wasn't completely dead when she left it, but the boarbatusk was screaming and liable to bleed out anyway, right.

Two down, one to go-

Elise heard this scream clearly and was notably disturbed, as she'd been able to block out the hissing of the Death Stalker and the noise coming from that part of the fight. But was she heard was clearly Rosa, obscenities spilling from her mouth, goading the Death Stalker to her position. She turned quickly to assess the situation - Glaukos was hurrying to Chartreuse with the last boarbatusk, and Rosa was running from the colossus.

It was too far to engage with the ringblade, and using her semblance from this distance would be.....straining, to say the least. She looked down at her chakrams, now starting to emit the smouldering remains of the dead Grimm when she got the idea.

She quickly put each chakram in her left and right hands and reeled back. She could use her semblance. Etchings in the blades glowed a faint fuchsia as she began spinning rapidly - timing was key if this was to work. And if this did work, well......

Maybe she wouldn't have to worry about her team seeing her as a liability. Like a child.

She released the two chakrams at a relatively high speed - the positioning of her hands just so that the rings had differentiating patterns. The furthest ring, held in her right hand, cut through the air like a bullet, eventually meeting its intended target: the Death Stalker's nearest set of legs - the second leg from it's right-most claw, to be exact. The blade, with as much speed it had gained combined with its mass, cleaved through the leg like butter, lodging into the creature's carapace and just below its armor.

The other ring she held in her left and slightly lower. This was significantly more dangerous of a maneuver, and she thanked every diety in Remnant's history that her plan worked out well enough. This ring cut through the air similarly, this time slicing through the scorpion's third leg and gliding just underneath the bug. Unfortunately, the ring only managed to sever half of the Death Stalker's third leg on it's left side - a side that Elise couldn't see otherwise at her angle.

The scorpion visibly limped now due to the added tension on his right side, and if he kept up that pace his other leg would certainly snap in half regardless. Out of the eight legs it had, the massive scorpion really only had five that worked at full capacity, a number that Elise hoped would be enough to give Rosa an escape - or at least allow her to regroup with the rest of the team.

As Elise sprinted across the yard toward Glaukos and Chartreuse, she only became suddenly aware that she was now completely unarmed unless Rosa could get the Death Stalker out of the way.