ISKRA
It seems she took the idea of a spar quite to heart, and preferred not to wait when they had weapons aplenty at their disposal here and now. In what? doesn't quite seem to matter now when they're trading miniature waves like two seas in argument with the moon. It's a difficult task to juggle, shielding his eyes from the tepid spray while also keeping sight of her so he can aim his next liquid assault meaningfully. Her slap does send up droplets in a scattered array though, forcing him to retreat for a beat as he has to wipe the water from his face. His smile stutters through, dripping and vengeful.
When he recovers fully though, it's to find she's torpedoing through the pool, soon to be out of reach before long. "No you don't," he shouts after her, gasping in a breath as he plunges down in pursuit. He purposefully drops straight down with a mild bounce before sinking under, trying to use his body weight to drag him close to the bottom, kicking up off it so give him enough speed to reach her. He extends a hand towards her kicking feet, trying to snare her leg and haul her back towards him.
It's certainly easier to do this, where the rules are simple and clear, or maybe most importantly, practiced. Where touch isn't so much a chance and a risk, as part of it, expected, and from there maybe an opportunity to turn it into something more, depending on how the game evolves.
When he recovers fully though, it's to find she's torpedoing through the pool, soon to be out of reach before long. "No you don't," he shouts after her, gasping in a breath as he plunges down in pursuit. He purposefully drops straight down with a mild bounce before sinking under, trying to use his body weight to drag him close to the bottom, kicking up off it so give him enough speed to reach her. He extends a hand towards her kicking feet, trying to snare her leg and haul her back towards him.
It's certainly easier to do this, where the rules are simple and clear, or maybe most importantly, practiced. Where touch isn't so much a chance and a risk, as part of it, expected, and from there maybe an opportunity to turn it into something more, depending on how the game evolves.
Got me singing in the pouring rain
Got me wrapped around her finger
Well pardon my mannersJust something about you turns me to a savage
Got me wrapped around her finger
Well pardon my mannersJust something about you turns me to a savage
