Post by Wicked on Jun 17, 2010 17:15:49 GMT -5
Adela was just about ready to swing her weapon for the man; he was just far away that the newly-extended weapon would slash across her target and dig about an inch into his flesh, likely through his hierro. The woman smiled at this thought. "Chill out, Neva, what could possibly go wrong--"
The woman's words were interrupted by a foot connecting with the right side of her face, sending her flying towards Neva. Her eyes went wide; she had no idea what had happened until she flew past Neva, the two-sectioned hat flying off of her head and falling into the sand beside her sister. Neva herself went wide-eyed as she watched her sister fly, dropping her weapon on the ground.
"Adela," Neva murmured, using a flash of sonido to catch up to the woman, flying through the air. Her arc was nearly completed by the time Adela caught up to her, reaching out to snatch her out of the air. Her twin in her arms, she slowly set down her sibling on the ground, acknowledging what had just happened.
Adela stood, shocked. The horns on the back of her skull were showing, along with the rest of her hair, which was tied up into a bun, for the most part. The woman's expression went wide with shock. Her jaw felt like it was hanging by muscle and tendons. A large bruise began to form by this point in time, leaving the woman to wonder what had just happened. She looked, seeing the Quatra Espada, and her eyes went wide before narrowing. Adela slowly lifted herself to her feet, ignoring Neva entirely.
Adela wanted to taunt him, but could not. Her jaw hung far too loosely for her to do anything. Eyes narrowed, face contorted in rage, she slowly walked forward, walking towards where her hat had dropped, and slowly lifting it off the ground, slipping it back onto her head, concealing those twin horns. What is he? Quatra's pet?
Calmly, Neva sonidoed before her sister, eyes void of emotion, indifferent to the blow that had just been dealt. She really didn't care; it was something she liked to see happen to her arrogant, beast-like sister. "I apologize for the error of my sister, Schiffer-sama."
"Baka," gurgled Adela, shooting a glare to her sister.
"It seems she has forgotten of our predicament," Neva continued, turning her words more to Adela than to the Espada. "It won't happen again."
Adela rolled her eyes. Sure... Riiight.
The woman's words were interrupted by a foot connecting with the right side of her face, sending her flying towards Neva. Her eyes went wide; she had no idea what had happened until she flew past Neva, the two-sectioned hat flying off of her head and falling into the sand beside her sister. Neva herself went wide-eyed as she watched her sister fly, dropping her weapon on the ground.
"Adela," Neva murmured, using a flash of sonido to catch up to the woman, flying through the air. Her arc was nearly completed by the time Adela caught up to her, reaching out to snatch her out of the air. Her twin in her arms, she slowly set down her sibling on the ground, acknowledging what had just happened.
Adela stood, shocked. The horns on the back of her skull were showing, along with the rest of her hair, which was tied up into a bun, for the most part. The woman's expression went wide with shock. Her jaw felt like it was hanging by muscle and tendons. A large bruise began to form by this point in time, leaving the woman to wonder what had just happened. She looked, seeing the Quatra Espada, and her eyes went wide before narrowing. Adela slowly lifted herself to her feet, ignoring Neva entirely.
Adela wanted to taunt him, but could not. Her jaw hung far too loosely for her to do anything. Eyes narrowed, face contorted in rage, she slowly walked forward, walking towards where her hat had dropped, and slowly lifting it off the ground, slipping it back onto her head, concealing those twin horns. What is he? Quatra's pet?
Calmly, Neva sonidoed before her sister, eyes void of emotion, indifferent to the blow that had just been dealt. She really didn't care; it was something she liked to see happen to her arrogant, beast-like sister. "I apologize for the error of my sister, Schiffer-sama."
"Baka," gurgled Adela, shooting a glare to her sister.
"It seems she has forgotten of our predicament," Neva continued, turning her words more to Adela than to the Espada. "It won't happen again."
Adela rolled her eyes. Sure... Riiight.