MOCK BATTLE: Ash, The Storm Demon VS. Ian Sylvester

[Ash]

Ash was nothing if she was not fast on her feet. Literally and physically. She was waiting for him to answer but expected his denial in the form of attacking her. As he swung out from under her she put her weight on her feet again. As if they had rehearsed this prior, without skipping a beat, she joined his dance. As if the song had been carefully picked months prior as if they'd practiced for countless hours to get the moves so precise like their lives were simply consumed by this one song.

She wasn't a swinger, but she picked up on it as fast as he could throw it at her, likewise, he dodged her just as beautifully. Each swipe of his blades caught empty air as it nearly crashed into the polished tile under them, only to spin in place and try to attack her again. The blades only seemed to match the beat as well as they did. He'd notice her foot work was also her most common attack on him, and each time she'd swing her foot high to kick him the head he'd duck under it, sliding under it like it was always a part of their choreography before going back to his own moves. He would change up his tactics, bending over to send two blades her way, but she took the awesome opportunity he presented her to roll over his back, narrowly avoiding both blades. She was enjoying it, and she hoped it didn't frustrate Ian too much to become the guy in his song; admittedly she felt like the singer.

They were quickly back to back again, as the music came to its final words she expected him to answer her about the kiss. Sadly he did not, she felt him push her butt bump her towards a solid brightly colored block. Which she flipped over expertly using the momentum he'd give her, even doing a little spin on top of it and pushing off of into a few back flips. Landing so she was facing him again, grinning. "I guess that means we're getting serious?" She taunted, watching his visuals change while the music began to build.

She turned and ran up the face of some kind of bird god statue, leaving boot prints over its gorgeously sculpted face as she jumped off it as quickly as she jumped onto it, throwing her light weight at another within range. Really quickly she escaped his range while showing off her limber body and its moves. As if the taunt him, she did this all in beat with his song. Eventually, she began to take flight, or at least very close to it. There was no warning, no sound, no way to predict it, but the sound of metal impacting old stone was loud enough to be heard over his music and he would see her body swinging via the rope. She twisted in the air to land on the wall she hung from, only to run in a big circle on this very tall wall to a wooden pole sticking out of the wall and a light hanging at the end.

She yanked the grapple out of the wall like it was nothing, and began to gather it while perched there. With the distance between them, she could observe what he was about. It has been a long time since she found someone who could match her basic speed. The demon latched the grapple hook back into the launching mechanism after resetting it and considered her options. They were limited.

With only a simple grasp of his abilities, it would seem he could manipulate them expertly, but that they had range. That range was twice as big as her's, but she had twice the speed in movement -  roughly. They could make a great team, it was a shame they were fighting each other or she'd offer such a deal. Head back in the game, she needed to pull something out of her ass to win. Good thing she was also proficient in bullshit.

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Matching Ian SPD for SPD leaves Ash with only once choice... OUT DANCE HIM!! (Maybe?)