07-31-2017, 01:01 PM
Ash heard the muffled noise of music approaching the door, suddenly it snapped open only for one of the hippest guys in her life to waltz in casually. The music much louder and funkier than before filled the air with a color other than white or pale sand as it both bounced and swung through the air. If anyone was going to appreciate his musical train that followed him along at will, it was going to be this woman. That was going to have to wait, as the terminology of this man was ... dated.
"Do you take requests, DJ?" Ash asked, grinning harder as a blue holo-screen wrapped around her eyes with just a thought. Another thought later and she was searching 'bearcat'. He was either calling her a fierce opponent, as the image of a Bearcat, popped up on her commlink and looked like a faked taxidermy attempt at a hybrid; or he was implying she was hawt. She downloaded an App to translate his terms for her during the fight and left it at that while she picked up on the context clues of the rest of his statement. He didn't like her skin color. This didn't offend her, but it brought an inkling of desire to change his mind about that being a negative factor.
It was odd, wasn't it? Having a casual conversation when you were supposed to be fighting, but Ash has never been about traditional anything. One look at her could tell you that, although one look at her wouldn't be able to tell her whole story unless one was familiar with Morality Mirrored Humanoids. To him, she must just look like a demoness here to ruin his day.
Her hips began to sway, it became too hard to stay still while in the presence of something danceable. As an exotic dancer in the past, she was frequently exposed to music that had a great beat but very rarely was it actually enjoyable outside her own song choices. Besides those without a sense of individuality, and her snobby 'co-workers' she had actually loved that job. There were very few places that you could enjoy the same way as that place. She hadn't been very good at dancing when she started, but that had changed very quickly. Her biggest draw, other than looking like sin, was her gravity defying moves.
Flashing neon lights were nothing new to her, but she came back to attention when the blades were summoned. That's right, this was a fight. And not a Dance Battle either, or was it? She brought her weapon of choice up into view, and let her slender fingers play with the sharpened arms of the grapple hook while her tail danced in the air behind her. This was no toy, and it certainly wasn't just for climbing up large buildings. He would soon find out, as she was very proficient with the exotic weapon. "Let's." She said, running her finger across the flat bit of her blade as if she was debating on where to stab him first.
In an instant, she seemed to vanish. Despite what it appeared though she was simply too fast, twice as fast as he could manage at that moment, and if he blinked he missed her image as it zig-zagged through the area like a lightning bolt. One moment she was gone, the next she was crouched on the side of a heavy statue horizontal to the ground but face still trained on him, then the next she was on the ground again. Finally, she was behind him on one of the doors he kicked open, hanging off the top with one arm and aiming the very sharp spike of her grappling hook at his back. She lingered there long enough for him to turn to see where she landed, only for her to vanish again. Moments later he'd feel her extremely light form pressing her back to his, she felt almost feather light compared to any other girl, but she indeed put all her weight on him. Nothing threatening, just a cheeky 'hello' while she stroked her weapon.
"You're not that bad of a looker either, how about we make this interesting? If I win, I get a kiss~!" She taunted, her eyes looking straight up at the vibrant colored blades before she twisted her head to look back over her shoulder, at him. He could tell she was beyond relaxed. Sure, he could attack her, but at the risk of her dodging and him hitting himself. She was curious enough to do it just to find out what kind of damage the unique weapon would do, especially to its master.
"Do you take requests, DJ?" Ash asked, grinning harder as a blue holo-screen wrapped around her eyes with just a thought. Another thought later and she was searching 'bearcat'. He was either calling her a fierce opponent, as the image of a Bearcat, popped up on her commlink and looked like a faked taxidermy attempt at a hybrid; or he was implying she was hawt. She downloaded an App to translate his terms for her during the fight and left it at that while she picked up on the context clues of the rest of his statement. He didn't like her skin color. This didn't offend her, but it brought an inkling of desire to change his mind about that being a negative factor.
It was odd, wasn't it? Having a casual conversation when you were supposed to be fighting, but Ash has never been about traditional anything. One look at her could tell you that, although one look at her wouldn't be able to tell her whole story unless one was familiar with Morality Mirrored Humanoids. To him, she must just look like a demoness here to ruin his day.
Her hips began to sway, it became too hard to stay still while in the presence of something danceable. As an exotic dancer in the past, she was frequently exposed to music that had a great beat but very rarely was it actually enjoyable outside her own song choices. Besides those without a sense of individuality, and her snobby 'co-workers' she had actually loved that job. There were very few places that you could enjoy the same way as that place. She hadn't been very good at dancing when she started, but that had changed very quickly. Her biggest draw, other than looking like sin, was her gravity defying moves.
Flashing neon lights were nothing new to her, but she came back to attention when the blades were summoned. That's right, this was a fight. And not a Dance Battle either, or was it? She brought her weapon of choice up into view, and let her slender fingers play with the sharpened arms of the grapple hook while her tail danced in the air behind her. This was no toy, and it certainly wasn't just for climbing up large buildings. He would soon find out, as she was very proficient with the exotic weapon. "Let's." She said, running her finger across the flat bit of her blade as if she was debating on where to stab him first.
In an instant, she seemed to vanish. Despite what it appeared though she was simply too fast, twice as fast as he could manage at that moment, and if he blinked he missed her image as it zig-zagged through the area like a lightning bolt. One moment she was gone, the next she was crouched on the side of a heavy statue horizontal to the ground but face still trained on him, then the next she was on the ground again. Finally, she was behind him on one of the doors he kicked open, hanging off the top with one arm and aiming the very sharp spike of her grappling hook at his back. She lingered there long enough for him to turn to see where she landed, only for her to vanish again. Moments later he'd feel her extremely light form pressing her back to his, she felt almost feather light compared to any other girl, but she indeed put all her weight on him. Nothing threatening, just a cheeky 'hello' while she stroked her weapon.
"You're not that bad of a looker either, how about we make this interesting? If I win, I get a kiss~!" She taunted, her eyes looking straight up at the vibrant colored blades before she twisted her head to look back over her shoulder, at him. He could tell she was beyond relaxed. Sure, he could attack her, but at the risk of her dodging and him hitting himself. She was curious enough to do it just to find out what kind of damage the unique weapon would do, especially to its master.
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The Storm Demon is just toying with Ian, using her Burst Movement/Master Acrobatics combo to jump around the room. No damage done, yet. Trying to intimidate and seduce him, guess a kiss is incentive enough not to kill him. xD
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Warning: Anything that involves Ash should be rated M. Possibly higher.
Erik Vrell : Ash has a 'love' fourth dimensional shape
Erik Vrell : As in its wide and unfathomable for us mere mortals