A game of tag (Arriana)

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha and Arriana stand on opposite ends within the endless halls of the Keep. The objective was to catch Sorsha, and to avoid being caught by traps and suprises along the way. Several Vore stand on various landings and stairways, waiting for the game to start ::

"Anytime you're ready, Arriana."

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[imported_Arriana Rezner]

Looking out across the space between herself and Sorsha, Arriana couldn’t help but feel nervous. When she had arrived on the red planet first, she had been more than surprised to see the workings of the keeps interior. As a member of the Kalish species, the sudden shifts and tilts were of little consequence, given her innate ability to shift her center of gravity, but there was still something daunting about it all. Then again, fear was to be conquered.

“I’m ready, Master,” she called back across the room, her eyes moving to one of the vore for a moment, as she watched the creature – its voracious appetite for destruction visible in its beady eyes.

And with that, she took a step forward. Everything was level. She would have to move down this case and up another to begin. She had planned the first portion of the crossing in her mind, but she knew that Sorsha would throw a wrench in the works at some point, so there was little sense in planning the whole journey – as she’d only have to alter her course regardless.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha grins as she steps over the edge, pushing herself off into empty air. She fallls, laughing all the way down into what seems to be a bottomless drop until she disappears ::

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

Even knowing that there was no way that Sorsha would allow herself so carelessly to plummet to certain doom, Arriana couldn’t help but feel anxious as her Mistress fell. She jumped down a collection of steps, finding that at the bottom they turned vertical. Lifting one boot, she planted it against the wall, quickly following with the other. The feeling was surreal, but one she was used to – as her whole body tilted, and the world with it. Now, instead of Sorsha having fallen downwards, it would seem that she had gone left or right. Arriana set off at a spring down the particularly long stairs, trying to pick out the Sith Mistresses signature as she went.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha glides down to a ledge, landing cat-like on the stone. She glances at the drop below, then back up from where she leapt. Then she dances down a twisted corridor giddily ::

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

“You know, I have an advanced here Master,”Arriana called ahead of her, as she took a path that would not have been accessible were it not for her natural ability to twist the laws of gravity. Jogging along it, she shifted once again onto another plain, another angle – where she could see Sorsha skipping gleefully.

"It seems slightly unfair."

[Tirsa Krylana]

Arriana's vision blurred as something smacked into her face. Arriana lost her footing and began to fall. "That's why she got help, Red."

The centipede in her head was a most useful guide in helping Tirsa navigate the strange fluctuations that the Keep projected. She hopped down to another platform, adjusting for the 45 degree shift, and giggled as Arriana ended up falling while she hung upside down.

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

Arriana fell face first into a wall. A wall which, unfortunately, was on a different gravity plane to that which she had come from, resulting in her sliding unceremoniously to the ground with a thump. Twisting quickly to look towards Tirsa, she hissed through clenched teeth and pushed herself to her feet, quickly trying to readjust her route to accommodate for her shift in position. Having Tirsa trailing her was going to make the task ten times more difficult, no doubt, but she was determined to accomplish it.

[Tirsa Krylana]

Tirsa watched Arriana getting up, trying to get away. It made her pout. "Where you going???"

She launched herself from her position and pounce tackled Red to the ground. They end up skidding to a halt up the wall. Tirsa slapped a hand around her neck and began to squeeze. "I was just getting started!"

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

“And I was finishing!” she retorted, struggling to get free. She swipe a hand out behind her, managing to sock Tirsa in the jaw. As much as she didn’t want to damage one of Vicet’s hosts, she didn’t intend on failing in catching Sorsha.

[Tirsa Krylana]

Teeth on teeth cracked together and Tirsa stumbled back. "Ow! That hurt!"

She licked at her teeth to make sure nothing was broken. Good thing for Arriana that everything was still intact, but Blue was gonna disfigure something on Red's face.

Snap kick to the face would be perfect for that ... and so the Nebari did :D

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

The kick connected and Arriana fell backwards, not only aching from the fresh pain of the impact of Tirsa’s boot with her chin, but also from her head hitting hard against stone. Even as the initial dizziness was still fading Arriana was trying to get to her feet.

“Keep your frelling hands and feet away from me, or I’ll throw you into the void,” she snapped, before moving to deliver a swift kick into Tirsa’s side.

[Tirsa Krylana]

Tirsa ducked and rolled out of the way laughing. "Hehe, I see. Don't want anyone pawing at ya since Trace is away eh???"

Sweep kicking Red off her feet and hopped to her own, "Ya must miss being on your back!" :D

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

That was just low. Again aching from the pain of the fall, she threw a hand out a Tirsa – all of her anger and bitterness towards the woman massing into a somewhat sloppy Force Push.

“You’re doing enough of that for the both of us – the whole planet even, you tralk!”

[Tirsa Krylana]

Tirsa stumbled backwards, threatening to fall, but she used the gravitational shifts to her advantage. The chitter inside her head led the Nebari's movements, planting her hands on the wall to propel her upwards and feet landed soundly upon the ceiling.

"Oooooo. I'm hurt. Really." She laughed, wiggling her fingers at Arriana amused. "Like you'd care, but this is all that matters now anyway." Blue held up her left ring finger that was decorated with the engagement ring that Sorsha had given her. "Wanna see it up close???" :D

She pounced off the wall, balling her left hand into a fist, ready to punch Red in the face.

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

How she wanted to beat Tirsa senseless. She doubted Sorsha would approve of that. The Nebari was moving towards her and she intended to catch her fist and use the punches momentum to set Krylana off balance.

[Tirsa Krylana]

She thought a cheap was going to happen, but Red snatched her wrist, "Gah!" It caused Tirsa to loose her footing as expected and allow Arriana to flipped the Nebari onto her back, which hurt alot apparent by the loud grunt when stone hit body.

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

Tirsa dropped and so did Arriana, straddle over her body. Her knees locked over the Nebaris shoulders and her hands went for her neck, fingertips feeling for the telltale bumps of Tirsa’s spine. She would wring, twist and turn until that grin was gone from her pasty face.

[Tirsa Krylana]

Now this was ridiculous. There was no way some stupid freaky red headed bouncy bimbo was going to choke her to death. She kiss, cry and kcik her way out of anything. Granted, two of those options were taking away. Still left one.

She was a nimble girl. It was one of her best qualities. So back and forth with each leg, she either caught Arriana in the back with a knee or sometimes the head with a hard leather boot. She was bound to let go, hopefully before she passed out from the lack of oxygen.

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

Unfortunately for Arriana, Tirsa’s efforts were successful. After a few blows to the head the redhead was forced to give in and rolled off to Krylana’s side – not before, however, trying to land a knee in the Nebari’s nose.

[Tirsa Krylana]

CRACK

Tirsa rolled backwards onto her knees, gripping her nose in pain. Blue liquid seeped between her fingers. It was blood. "You frelling bitch! YOU BROKE ... MY ... NOSE!!!" Her voiced sounded monotoned and stuffy.

[Adraudia Basillie]

Another 'crack' was heard, but it was created by the dagger hilt to the back of Arriana's head. "Do not fret Tirsa." Adraudia stepped forward, towering over the red head, "Mistress Sorsha said I could join the fight now."

The dagger flipped between her middle and index finger, pointing the deadly blade in Arriana's direction.

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

The hit dropped Arriana onto her stomach, and she struggled in the dazed aftershock to see up at the person who had hit her. “Frelling coward,” she rasped, now propping herself up with her elbows, as eyed the blade that the Witch held.

[Adraudia Basillie]

Tirsa moved away from the two of them, trying to regain her composure and give her time to stop the bleeding from her nose.

Adraudia's head jerked to the side. A sign of confusion for the Witch at the Kalesh's statement. "It's not cowardly to attack ones opponent from behind, Arriana. One must always gain the advantage at all times. Survival of the fittest. It is Vicet's way!"

The Witch charged forward and took several swipes at Arriana, hoping to give more time for Tirsa to rejoin the battle.

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

“No, but it is cowardly to come armed into an unarmed battle,” Arriana countered, as she scrambled backwards and onto her feet, jerking away from the witche's swipes.

[Adraudia Basillie]

Adraudia let out a mirthful laugh, "Do not blame me for your inadequacies Arriana. It is not my fault you came ... unprepared."

She let loose her dagger, flinging it at Arriana's leg to cause the Kalesh to slow, and another dagger of similar nature was produced from a different sheath on her belt as the Witch stalked forward once again.