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Introduction[]
After there brief meeting in camp Ini and Niome meet again in the fire arena. Settling the score has never been more important...time to decide who comes out on top. Passion burns bright but is it hotter than flame?
Roleplay[]
Ini Ini walks into the arena calmly making his way to the middle of it all to give them both a fair chance at the fight. Alright. Time to put her in her place after what happened last time. That or I succumb to lust and get molested by this chick. He shakes his head and walks faster towards the center wondering where shes at but his face steely under his mask.
Niome: Niome being up for the challenge of fighting Ini, tried to steal her sister's spear but giving up to only use her weapons, her knife in it's brush form and war fans tied with a piece of string to her belt. She walked to the centre, thinking that is where Ini would be. "Well, isn't it my favourite boy toy." she yelled out to him
Ini: Ini reaches the center of the arena just as Niome yells at him "Wrong about that. I am no ones boy toy" he replies solemnly. Ini unsheathes his daggers swiftly and they spin in his hands, palms down, defying gravity with that twirl. "Let's get this started." his voice impassive.
Niome: "You're not really anyone's yet because I haven't really got my hands on you yet." Niome grabbed out her brush, changing it into it's knife form. "Get what started? The ultimate kiss fest I want to do with you, cutie?" Niome said as a joke, actually knowing what Ini meant.
Ini: Ini shakes his head in dissappointment and decreases gravity on himself; going from standing to past her in seconds. He opens his hands and calls his daggers back, which he left where he was standing before take off, and with a deadeye looks behind him. The daggers fly at her with ridicoulous speedboth heading for the chest and stomach area.
Niome: She quickly put her knife away, back in her pocket in it's brush form, then grabbing both her fans, ready to block the daggers coming towards her, while putting a flase sense of joy on Ini.
Ini: Ini can mentally feel his daggers meet resistance as they connect with the fans and he has the blades fly around the girl. They return to his hand after the false sense of joy reaches him and for a second he loses focus; causing his right dagger to slide into his sleeve scratching roughly against his sleeve. It shakes him out of the foriegn feeling of joy and his mental barrier activates Hmm after hearing that....Ini you need to work on your mental fortification. A monk moved into camp....me and you both could learn something from this. Ini rushes at her while her back is turned and drops into a slide, trying to drop her onto her butt, before raising the dagger tucked into his sleeve. Sweet spot on the back...fifth lumbar down hit it soft and paralysed hit it hard and it's death.
Niome: She could hear Ini sliding on the ground, so she stepped out of his slide path, dropping on the top of him when he reached where she would have been, putting her knife to his throat, kissing him on his forehead when she had him on the ground.
Ini: Ini blinks in confusion for a few moments, trying to process what exactly just happened, but he gets over it quickly. His training kicks in and Ini makes a band of moonlight around his neck before kicking his legs up. If the move is successful he plans to trap her in a leg lock with both of his legs wrapped around her midsection leaving her in a very vulnerable position.