[Feline Family Friction]Arkhosia wrote: ↑Feb 05, 2023 4:05 pm [Feline Family Friction]
Steel tears a neat slice through Blanche's jacket sleeve and carves into the ceramic plating below with an ugly scrape, the pressure enough to make her grimace even as the blade fails to reach her skin. Goddamn this woman was fast! She pivots and plants her feet down to arrest her push forward as Zarra's own gambit works perfectly.
Thumb finding a catch on the hilt in her hand, she spins, trying to catch her with a sudden swing to the head as her baton arcs in the air - but her opponent is faster and Blanche goes down hard, shoulder hitting the tiles with an "Ngh!" - and lashes out with a hard kick to the shins, trying to topple Zarra right after her!
If it fails, she'll roll to the side and try to spring to her feet, raising an arm to cover her face if the dart makes another arc - but if the move works, Zarra might find Blanche swiftly on top of her, dropping the baton to swing a vicious punch to the side of the skull. "Sorry to disappoint," she spits out.
A victorious grin paints Zarra's face, lasting for a whole half second before her legs are kicked out from under her. A look of surprise takes its place, expression contorting mid-fall. She crashed to the ground, with a gracelessness that felt so wrong coming from her. Blanche's fist cracked into her head with an awful noise, Zarra's vision glazing over. Her brains rattled about in her skull, but stunned as she was, Zarra's honed body acted on instinct. She jerked the dart into her hand, clenching it in her fist and driving it into what she hoped was a gap in Blanche's waist armor. At the same time, her other arm punched upwards, the hidden blade on her wrist plunging right at the catgirl's throat.
"I've got it! The data's transferred!" A voice, cracking with stress, would remind them that they weren't the only two in the room.
Zarra took the opportunity to attempt to leverage this as a distraction, spitting in Blanche's eye while bucking upwards, trying to throw Blanche off and scramble to her feet. If she succeeds, she'll leap back a little unsteadily, swinging her dart around one more time to force her opponent to stay down. And then, she takes off running.