VELORCA TSEZAR LUDIMYR
There was a sort of grim satisfaction that came with tearing her pretty skin, pulling away the mask of her lovely face and revealing what was underneath. Blood. Blood and gore was underneath them all, blood and gore and horror - the things all creatures were capable of. The skin shuddered away like nothing underneath his sharp teeth, the blood turning them a mottled crimson as the girl hissed, throwing her head back and away from the assault. Lorca laughed, a beautiful sound but... wrong, somehow.
Rain began to fall harder, faster, a benefit to Velorca and his storm-kissed skin. The mud splattered with each drop of rain, an irritation that niggled at the back of his quicksilver brain - now his pristine skin would be dirty, flaked with mud like some common warrior. He was about to say as much when she moved,
Gods she's quick,
like a flash of lightning she was beside him, so much vaster than he with her downy wings. In a moment she had shoved him, the strength of her back and legs heaving through the mud with a ferocity he had not expected. His legs scrambled instantly, the weight of his delicate body thrown backward with the force of her push, unbalanced and unstable. He went over. Side down. SPLAT. In the mud. It even coated his soft silver hair, turning it into a muddy slab against his neck. His fury erupted within him, and Lorca was back on his feet with a heave of his knotted muscles - how dare she?
He snarled, once again baring his teeth - this time coated with her blood. He hadn't expected her to be so strong, so volatile, and Lorca did not like being proved wrong. He'd scrambled upward swiftly, but not swiftly enough to escape the coating of bloody mud upon his skin, sticky and embarrassing despite the rain making quick rivulets down his side. Now he looked at it, eyes flashing with the promise of repercussions, of violence and blood against this ridiculously perky Denoctian warrior.
"You're going to pay for that"
Was his hissed assurance, golden eyes lit with inner acid. He moved, just as a flash of lightning hit the sky, the slickness of his svelte body lit up like quicksilver as he darted forward and reared. His forelegs raised and as the crackle of thunder rolled through the vibrant air, he brought them down toward her left wing joint, throwing all the strength he had into crushing that joint and teaching her a lesson.
Summary: Lorca gets pushed over into the mud by Aislinn (much to his mortification), leaps up all angry and uses the lightning to his advantage as he rears and tries to smash his hooves down upon her wing joint!
Attack Used: 2
Attack(s) Left: 0
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
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Response Deadline: 20/10
Tags: @Aislinn, @
