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|Subject Post 21Subject: Re: Guarding Immoral Love [Algos/Cali] Sat Jan 19, 2019 1:41 pm|| |
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Each movement which forced her to take action developed the younger Asthavon sisters determination to see through to the end of her goals. It was all about the small steps which one took to otherwise build up into something much grander than themselves. And it is for this reason why the elder of the pair seemed pleased with the results which came of their training. So there was little else that she felt should be covered for their mental training for the day; as this sparring match was soon to come to an end in the mind of The Princess.
Henceforth, as she saw Cali heading for her at breakneck speeds, Algos saw fit to forge her own tendril to otherwise combat that which was going to pierce her. It only took her a few moments to begin creating her own shadowy tentacle which extended for five feet in all direction and extended itself from the base of The Royal's spine. Then, when it was ready to attack, The Princess launched it toward the sibling's other appendage which sought to slam itself into her. As the two were meant to collide with one another and obliterate everything within the next two city blocks from the colliding forces beginning to converge against one another.
As these destructive collections of plum, crimson and shade energy smashed against each other; Algos saw fit to otherwise laugh in the midst of the destruction. This is because the cuts to her body, the debris hitting her limbs and the pressure from the physical downforce from Cali's attack were all things which helped to make one which thrives on pain feel alive. Ergo, to follow up on this, The Princess couldn't help but give a laugh and release another way of scarlet energy to pierce the ash in the way and give her sister another eruption of power to taste. It was a potent blast meant to only repel her sister back to the earth as she let out these words to her sibling. "Yes~ Pain is wonderful isn't it? If you reframe how you experience it and feel it, suffering on the physical and mental scale are all precious building blocks to becoming stronger in this savage world that we call our existence. Relish in the pain as I find ecstasy in the hurt you've inflicted upon my physical being!"
Of course, if Cali couldn't get up after this, Algos wouldn't be disappointed since she did manage to otherwise get a hit in on her sister. So, depending on what happens next, this clash between the two could carry on, or it may cease right here. Regardless of the outcome, Algos would form a mist of shadows to place herself on as she observed what may come out of the smoke and ash as a result of their attacks causing the landscape around them to be morphed, changed and reduced to nothing but rubble, ash, and fire.
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|Subject Post 22Subject: Re: Guarding Immoral Love [Algos/Cali] Sun Jan 20, 2019 2:44 pm|| |
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Her tendril didn't manage to ground itself, which admittedly was a pretty unfocused act due to how explosive her emotions felt, instead feeling a rush of pain from the additional limb as it retracted, the form of flesh bleeding and struggling to be restored from the impact. Her epiphany lead to her acting a bit too quickly and a bit too much gusto, and thus, whence she was hit with the blast of her sibling's scarlet energy, she fell seamlessly to the earth, hitting the recently softened dirt. She was still for a moment, but then pushed herself to reproduce two more tendrils; She had long retracted her 'scarf' only possessing four shadowy formations, slowly sauntering over to her sister, panting lowly.
She didn't visibly seem very damaged, in theory she could still keep going, but right how she was tired, exhausted, in the head honestly. She wasn't used to fighting, definitely not like that, and the whole push to jump that hurdle of mental resistance only added to her exhaustion. The closer she got, the more stumbled and unfocused her movements became, and through their connection, the stronger her desire to rest grew.
And soon, she was directly in front of the woman, panting gently, hanging like a ragdoll on her own limbs. It looked like she tried to reach a hand out, but instead, her tendrils appeared to glitch and shake, before appearing to completely destabilize, the girl falling down once more. But, although she was in pain, her body aching and groaning from the effects of her injuries, she had a peaceful look in her sleepy golden eyes.
It sounded as if she was trying to say something, but she was too tired to make actual words, just silly mumbling, as she was visibly fighting off sleep, til her eyes fluttered shut, uttering a small yawn as she sank into unconsciousness, like a rock with two rockets pointed down attached to it.