The couple had returned to the Inn the next afternoon to take up their vigil once more. Stepping to the right of the door one set of glacial blue eye and one of translucent gray they watched and waited in silence. Full shields were in place and battle magics already set-spelled ready to be triggered with a single word uttered.
Red and yellow snapped and crackled just beneath the surface of Fire?s skin as the males began to enter and take up places around the Inn then the ice dragon awoke and come to speak to her. Apparently the woman Kristia had wanted information on her and her wife badly enough to collar Icer the night before in an attempt to gain what the dragon didn?t know.
She and her Ashke listened emotionlessly as the dragon repeated the events of the previous night up until the part where a mage named Braxeus had removed the slave collar for her that morning. Fire almost shook her head at what she knew was a futile attempt on Icer?s part to regain her freedom but knowing that the ice dragon would find that out soon enough on her own kept her still and silent on that.
After Icer finished the telling Fire simply replied to her. ?The next time shift human then back to dragon if they step on ye wing.? It was an old Slaver?s trick to keep a dragon pinned down while they collared them to just step on their wing. The dragon had a fighting chance if they shifted to human and bashed a fist into the side of the Slaver?s head with their free hand and brought up both feet to kick at their knee, belly, or groin during the collaring attempt.
The young ice dragon couldn?t have known that at the time. Now she would be prepared and better able to defend herself in the future.
Talisa and Fire continued their silent vigil until after sensing a presence Talisa stalked out into the alley with Fire right behind her. Erecting a barrier of flames around the two combatants was no effort and she did so without hesitation before taking up a lean against the Inn wall with arms crossed over her chest.
The barrier touched neither of the fighters. The sole purpose it had was to keep others from interfering. This was a fight between only two and would remain that way if she had anything to say about it. NyteStalker and Kain Gray were facing each other.
It was a macabre dance of death being done there in the alley that had already seen many of the same. Yet this one was different. There were no battle cries, moans, groans, screams of pain, nothing. Not a sound was made except the spit and hiss of flames as they licked lovingly around Fire?s slender form.
Emotionlessly as ever she watched as time and again the two came together viciously attacking and artfully dodging. In the end the dance did not matter as Talisa ripped through Kain?s armor and pulled out his core then slowly looked at it before putting it in her pocket; leaving his psyche to wander.
Turning from the scene the couple stalked back into the Inn. Talisa took a seat in a shadowed corner as Fire stalked to the bar to get a towel to clean the black substance from her wife?s pale skin where she had been injured in the fighting and the ebon armor. She took note of who was sitting where and with who as well as what each person was talking about.
Returning she set full shields around their area then wiped the worst of the mess off before her wife grabbed the towel and cleaned the set of blades that retract into the armor of her forearm.
Red and yellow snapped and crackled just beneath the surface of Fire?s skin as the males began to enter and take up places around the Inn then the ice dragon awoke and come to speak to her. Apparently the woman Kristia had wanted information on her and her wife badly enough to collar Icer the night before in an attempt to gain what the dragon didn?t know.
She and her Ashke listened emotionlessly as the dragon repeated the events of the previous night up until the part where a mage named Braxeus had removed the slave collar for her that morning. Fire almost shook her head at what she knew was a futile attempt on Icer?s part to regain her freedom but knowing that the ice dragon would find that out soon enough on her own kept her still and silent on that.
After Icer finished the telling Fire simply replied to her. ?The next time shift human then back to dragon if they step on ye wing.? It was an old Slaver?s trick to keep a dragon pinned down while they collared them to just step on their wing. The dragon had a fighting chance if they shifted to human and bashed a fist into the side of the Slaver?s head with their free hand and brought up both feet to kick at their knee, belly, or groin during the collaring attempt.
The young ice dragon couldn?t have known that at the time. Now she would be prepared and better able to defend herself in the future.
Talisa and Fire continued their silent vigil until after sensing a presence Talisa stalked out into the alley with Fire right behind her. Erecting a barrier of flames around the two combatants was no effort and she did so without hesitation before taking up a lean against the Inn wall with arms crossed over her chest.
The barrier touched neither of the fighters. The sole purpose it had was to keep others from interfering. This was a fight between only two and would remain that way if she had anything to say about it. NyteStalker and Kain Gray were facing each other.
It was a macabre dance of death being done there in the alley that had already seen many of the same. Yet this one was different. There were no battle cries, moans, groans, screams of pain, nothing. Not a sound was made except the spit and hiss of flames as they licked lovingly around Fire?s slender form.
Emotionlessly as ever she watched as time and again the two came together viciously attacking and artfully dodging. In the end the dance did not matter as Talisa ripped through Kain?s armor and pulled out his core then slowly looked at it before putting it in her pocket; leaving his psyche to wander.
Turning from the scene the couple stalked back into the Inn. Talisa took a seat in a shadowed corner as Fire stalked to the bar to get a towel to clean the black substance from her wife?s pale skin where she had been injured in the fighting and the ebon armor. She took note of who was sitting where and with who as well as what each person was talking about.
Returning she set full shields around their area then wiped the worst of the mess off before her wife grabbed the towel and cleaned the set of blades that retract into the armor of her forearm.