Re: Inexorable Altercation [Round I- The Sleeping World of Rock]
06-02-2010, 03:53 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by SleepingOrange.
One of the little rock things launched itself at her and Anna wasn't having any of it. She punted the jerk as it approached, and pretended the loud pop was coming from it instead of her ankle; it wasn't the most impressive kick maybe, but Anna was a witch not an ultimate fighter, and it did the job. Her rude little attacker arced away: she hoped it would break when it hit the ground, she expected it to stand back up, and she was afraid it would bounce or something, but she had no idea it would explode.
That's probably the only reason that when it did she was nearly knocked off her feet and stumbled backwards; if she'd been ready for it she'd have been fine. Obviously. She did manage to catch herself, though, and wasn't really harmed by the blast. The same couldn't be said for a good few of the little imps, though: many of those that weren't blown apart by the blast were knocked off the platform from the shockwave. Judging by the way they tried to scrabble to stay on the platrform, Anna was pretty sure she didn't want to fall off herself...
On a whim, she charged through the gap created in the horde by the explosion, heading straight for the sphere. She wasn't sure what she was going to do when she got there, but she was sure it was her ticket out. Behind her, the remaining bolters rallied and charged. A quick glance over her shoulder told her they were faster than their tiny legs had suggested, and wouldn't leave her much time to form a plan once she got there; not knowing what else to do, once she reached the edge of the platform, she jumped straight for the glowing ball.
Anna's shoulder collided with a square patch floating on the orb's surface, shattering it into four pieces; a strange voice fills her mind as the light envelops the witch:
Trrrr[sub:3h6qt48d]zzzzkzzsh[/sub:3h6qt48d]ansporrtaaaation maaatrix daaaaaaaamaged [spr:3h6qt48d]fssstkst[/spr:3h6qt48d] Controooooooool driyiyi iiiiives offligggggne
DisptptosinnGGGGG of CONTaminantkkkk; Destptinashunk proooooozzzoootocol lostLOST, shuntiiiiiing ING
Loran was about to make his coup de grace, knife in hand and target in sight when he was bowled over by someone who hadn't been there a moment before. He and the figure tumbled across the floor, her voice filling the air with unintelligible terror.
One of the little rock things launched itself at her and Anna wasn't having any of it. She punted the jerk as it approached, and pretended the loud pop was coming from it instead of her ankle; it wasn't the most impressive kick maybe, but Anna was a witch not an ultimate fighter, and it did the job. Her rude little attacker arced away: she hoped it would break when it hit the ground, she expected it to stand back up, and she was afraid it would bounce or something, but she had no idea it would explode.
That's probably the only reason that when it did she was nearly knocked off her feet and stumbled backwards; if she'd been ready for it she'd have been fine. Obviously. She did manage to catch herself, though, and wasn't really harmed by the blast. The same couldn't be said for a good few of the little imps, though: many of those that weren't blown apart by the blast were knocked off the platform from the shockwave. Judging by the way they tried to scrabble to stay on the platrform, Anna was pretty sure she didn't want to fall off herself...
On a whim, she charged through the gap created in the horde by the explosion, heading straight for the sphere. She wasn't sure what she was going to do when she got there, but she was sure it was her ticket out. Behind her, the remaining bolters rallied and charged. A quick glance over her shoulder told her they were faster than their tiny legs had suggested, and wouldn't leave her much time to form a plan once she got there; not knowing what else to do, once she reached the edge of the platform, she jumped straight for the glowing ball.
Anna's shoulder collided with a square patch floating on the orb's surface, shattering it into four pieces; a strange voice fills her mind as the light envelops the witch:
Trrrr[sub:3h6qt48d]zzzzkzzsh[/sub:3h6qt48d]ansporrtaaaation maaatrix daaaaaaaamaged [spr:3h6qt48d]fssstkst[/spr:3h6qt48d] Controooooooool driyiyi iiiiives offligggggne
DisptptosinnGGGGG of CONTaminantkkkk; Destptinashunk proooooozzzoootocol lostLOST, shuntiiiiiing ING
Loran was about to make his coup de grace, knife in hand and target in sight when he was bowled over by someone who hadn't been there a moment before. He and the figure tumbled across the floor, her voice filling the air with unintelligible terror.