They are both slim and swift figures, which makes each hit more of a glancing tease of what it could be. Perhaps it is her age or history affording her more temperance, but Hotaru does not feel the same frustrations at her misses. There will always be someone stronger and more skilled than you, and there are few in the world who would hesitate when backed into a proverbial corner and attacked head-on.
Melita does no such thing, imitating Hotaru's strike with one of her own, connecting with a solidness that drives the breath partially from her lungs. A good hit considering she'd not had time to recover her balance, and a feral-tinged grin appears as she simultaneously attempts to grab beneath Melita's knee and shove it up and back to try and throw her to the sand or knock her off balance. Hand-to-hand cannot be solely deconstructed to kicks and punches after all. "Good!" she barks in clear approval, hoping to keep the girl inspired and active.
Melita does no such thing, imitating Hotaru's strike with one of her own, connecting with a solidness that drives the breath partially from her lungs. A good hit considering she'd not had time to recover her balance, and a feral-tinged grin appears as she simultaneously attempts to grab beneath Melita's knee and shove it up and back to try and throw her to the sand or knock her off balance. Hand-to-hand cannot be solely deconstructed to kicks and punches after all. "Good!" she barks in clear approval, hoping to keep the girl inspired and active.
Will you stay with me tonight?
You could be my cure
You could be my cure
