[ A shiver traces its way up their spine. Yes, mess them up, take them apart and put them back together. Not just anyone would enjoy such an invitation. Trust, safety, security: It should contradict the nature of what they are, but he's won their loyalty.
Their agility has always been one of their strong suits. The thing in their chest lies dormant, weakened from the separation of its world. The effects still linger, though, and they're more than content to take advantage of it. A benefit for both of them.
That is to say: They jerk out of the way, but it's the leg sweep that gets them. With a grunt, they stumble back and stab the polearm into the ground to steady themselves. Their blood is boiling, almost enough to suffocate, and they breathe out before straightening. ]
Mess me up? Is that a promise?
[ Act up, cause a scene, uncaring if anyone sees. Mira dashes forward, then pivots behind him. Act fast, or the whole maneuver won't work: They swing the pole around his front and catch it, slamming it back against his chest. Had their height difference be closer, they might have caught him at his throat. If they manage to pull it off, they aim for his legs, sweeping their own to keep him from recovering before pulling the weapon back to kick at his back. ]
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Their agility has always been one of their strong suits. The thing in their chest lies dormant, weakened from the separation of its world. The effects still linger, though, and they're more than content to take advantage of it. A benefit for both of them.
That is to say: They jerk out of the way, but it's the leg sweep that gets them. With a grunt, they stumble back and stab the polearm into the ground to steady themselves. Their blood is boiling, almost enough to suffocate, and they breathe out before straightening. ]
Mess me up? Is that a promise?
[ Act up, cause a scene, uncaring if anyone sees. Mira dashes forward, then pivots behind him. Act fast, or the whole maneuver won't work: They swing the pole around his front and catch it, slamming it back against his chest. Had their height difference be closer, they might have caught him at his throat. If they manage to pull it off, they aim for his legs, sweeping their own to keep him from recovering before pulling the weapon back to kick at his back. ]