Sterling: While talking he begins to conjure an incredibly realistic hallucination of someone running up behind Marina screaming holding a sword. He starts to slowly walk away from Marina as he does this.
Marina: The sound of the cry alerts her, and she turns quickly. As if in a split second, she hovers over him. After he passes by, she drifts back down to the floor, and adjusts her chain mail armor; two daggers in hand, a sword slung on her back, gauntlets covering her forearms, and dagger concealed in her combat boots. She quickly scans her surroundings, an abandoned parking lot. Trash littered around the area, greyed cars parked, and a bus stop a few feet away. Sterling feet from her, stood at the farther, left, end of the parking lot. To the edge of the parking lot lay an empty road. Shops and buildings laced the road and surrounding areas. She puts the daggers away in the sheathes that rested on her thighs. She takes a breath and conjures a snowstorm over the lot, forceful gales of wind pushing in Sterling's direction, slivers of ice forming in the air, and being carried towards Sterling. Marina takes her sword and charges at Sterling, she slashes at him obliquely.
Sterling: As soon as Sterling saw Marina jump up he begins to run full throttle away from the parking lot. Pulling his necklaces out from under his chain mail he quickly snaps the miniature chakram off, and they turn full size just as the snowstorm begins. He turns the corner onto the street seconds before the first ice sliver would have hit his head. He runs along the sidewalk looking for an open door, completely oblivious to Marina charging him from behind. The crunch of glass under her feet were the only clue he had to imminent attack. At the last second he turned to the right, and crashed full speed through a plate glass window. As he jumped, Marina's diagonal attack slashed the back of his jacket and into his chain mail. Letting out a short scream he quickly turns around and throws one of his chakram slightly to the right of Marina hoping to slice across the back on its return arc. Without looking back any further he crashes through another door leaving Marina behind.
Marina: Now in the building Sterling had cowered off to, she quickly takes note of the chakram, the disc winking malevolently at her as it slashes through the air, moving towards her right. She turns and raises her sword in defense; the chakram hits it with a moderate impact. She staggers back, the chakram falls to the ground, fluttering in place anxiously. She takes the chakram and charges it with electricity, Sterling still in sight, yet still quite far from her. She throws the chakram straight at him, then forces a gust of wind behind it, propelling it with more dire force, slicing through the air mercilessly at an intense speed, trailing Sterling like an unexpected bullet. Seconds after throwing the chakram back at him, she begins to take note of her surroudings. On sight, she had recognized what kind of building Sterling had led her into: an electronic store. She smirked at the fact, and marveled for a bit at the various devices around. Sterling, had fled to the storage room. She strides over to its entrance, a rather large room, with aisles of boxes, presumably filled with merchandise, were placed in the room like bookshelves, casting long, sinister looking shadows. Faint light lit the area. She creates a small lightning storm at the farther end of the room, then enters a defensive stance, sword raised, eyes set and filled with fire.
Sterling: Sterling looks around the storage room he ran into and turns down an aisle searching for something useful. As he turns his missing chakram slices straight through one of the shelves before burying itself in the wall inches from his face. Cockily, Sterling attempts to pull it out, but is shocked in the process. Pulling his hand back he sees that is burned, and screams in pain. This is just as the lightning storm starts at the end of the storage room. He quickly ducks down before realizing that all the electronics in the room are actually absorbing the lightning rendering the attack inert. He quickly reaches up and grabs his other chakram for a second time and finds that he got all the electricity out on his first attempt. Seeing Marina blocking the only exit out of the room Sterling quickly realizes he will have to go through her, not around her. He holds his two chakram and throws one of them directly at her, while running up and slicing with his second. While he is doing this he is inducing an incredibly severe hangover causing nausea, headache, and severe dizziness.
OOC: Just gonna ignore the electricity thing, as it's impossible, since cardboard isn't a conductor of electricity.
Marina: She wobbles, her vision blurring severely. The walls and aisles of boxes seem to smear away, leaving her disoriented. She makes out two smeared circles and smirks while grabbing at her head, a piercing migraine causing trauma. She raises her hand in defense and pushes a strong gust of wind at it. With the speed of the chakram, and her strength level, it was enough to push the chakram back a few feet. She walks over, almost toppling, and picks up the chakram. She throws it back into the other room, then smiles as the effects of the hangover wear off gradually. She takes a breath and musters up some power, then she creates a rain storm at the left end of the storage room. The winds blow mercilessly towards the right, toppling the aisles down, as they fall like dominoes, Marina can't help, but to laugh.
OOC: Since you ignored part of my post, I'm just going to assume you left her defenseless?
Sterling: Sterling continues to run towards Marina, surprised at her unpreparedness for his attack and just before he reaches her slides on the ground right past her slicing at her ankles. He slides out of the room unaffected by her rainstorm due to his proximity to Marina and quickly stands up. He then bends over to grab his other chakram before getting in a defensive stance waiting for her next attack ten feet away from her in the main section of the electronic store. Sterling is standing in a very large showroom that has obviously been looted previously, and is now just a room full of empty shelves and disconnected wires.
OOC: How is he in a showroom if I already described the room that goes into the storage room?
Marina: The thick material her combat boots are made of manages to dull the attack, but it still managed to make a small slit through her boot. She giggles again, and smiles maliciously, then turns and waves her arm at him, a sharp, sidways slice of air charging towards him, aimed at his face, then she herself lunged towards him, her sword now in hand; she aims a stab at his upper thigh.
Sterling: The slice of air takes Sterling completely by surprise, and it whips his head backwards cutting him on the cheek. It is only because he was already in a defensive stance that he wasn't stabbed in the leg. He manages to deflect her sword from stabbing him in the leg directly, but it does severely slice his thigh. While deflecting the stab with one chakram, he moves to slice at her throat with his other one. While doing this he induces intense feelings of drunkenness in Marina before falling on the ground from his injury.
Marina: The drunk effect begins to poison her mind, her vison blurring, smearing her sights, a large, numbed pain at the side of her head drills into her mind, and she sways to the left lazily, barely missing the chakram, then grabs hold of him with a firm grasp, and calls forth a strike of lightning, hoping it would surge through his chain-mail armor, severely harming him.
Sterling: Sterling enters a defensive drunken state, wildly breaking out of Marina's grasp just before the lightning strike. During the flash of light, he tries to run away from Marina, but the injury to his thigh slows him down. He sees ivy vines growing on the walls of the store and reaches out to them using his powers, the plants drag him to the edge of the building just feet away from the door while also starting to bind Marina. He tries to hobble towards the doors before falling down from his wound. He tries to get back up but passes out from exhaustion and blood loss.
Marina: Slowly, but with a certain, thin haste and adrenaline, her vision clears, like a careful wipe of a dirty, fogged window. She reacts quickly when the vine whips out at her, and slices them in half with her sword. She shakes her head, a slight headache leftover from the drunken state. She then walks over toward the building Sterling so desperately tried to reach. The air smelt of blood, and the grey pallor of the urban area gave off a blanch sight, like bleached black clothes. She walks over to Sterling in long, fluid strides, but so indignant at the same time, her heels clanging against the hard gravel ground with loud clicks. She stops before Sterling and lets out a triumphant laugh, then places the sharp tip of her sword over Sterling's uninjured leg, the sword's luster glistening in the faintness of the abandoned city sadistically. She summons lightning that charges through her sword, enveloping it with bright, blue light that crackled with anger and malevolence. She drove the sword down, motioning to stab his last good leg, if successful, she'll happily have him immobile and helpless, like a trapped wild animal.
Sterling: Sterling is still unconscious, so Marina stabs his unconscious body. He would have tried to stop it, but he was unconscious...
Sterling wins by default