Moneytalks
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Silver Dread...
had stopped to watch the interaction between the Emperor and Ganor. She had seen the Emperor riled before but this anger was unusual. She looked at Ganor in a new light. He knew how to push buttons that one. She felt as if the longer she was in their combined presence the more of the dark force she felt. She could feel any sense of humanity that had plagued her ebbing. She felt cold, calm and in control. She felt the weight and balance of the sabre in her hand. Briefly she wondered if it were possible for her to kill either of the men before her. Maybe one, she conceeded... but which one?
She heard the faint sound of pistol fire. She turned her attention back to the pit. One of the humans had attempted to fire at one of the guards. The blast evaporated before it could cause any harm. She approached and looked down at them. Even armed with laser pistol's they seemed so vulnerable to her. Her eyes glanced over them with detached interest. She turned once more to the Emperor and executed an elegant bow. He inclined his head in acknowledgement. Silver faced the pit again, closing her eyes briefly to feel the force ebbing and flowing about her. The Emperor had been correct. She felt the faint energy patterns of the humans below. She crouched and leapt and with a clean sommersault she landed in the middle of the pit. Her sabre instantly humming to life she cut through three of the men closest to her with startling effeciency. The nine others took a moment to realise what was happening. One moment too long. With almost feline grace she sprinted over and with two well placed thrusts downed two women. Seven remained.
Her breathing hadn't even changed. She calmly turned. Now, realising their intended fate they fired at her. She smiled... her eyes flashing with excitment. She jumped avoiding the fire... spinning she came down knocking one man out with a well placed kick. Her cheeks were lightly flushed as she turned quickly. The other side of her sabre humming to life with a quick backwards thrust she gutted the fallen man and as she withdrew the forward thrust killed a woman who ran screaming at her from the front. Five remained. Where as initially they looked at her in confusion... then anger... now she felt their fear.
The five remaining men circled her warily. Their weapons didn't need to be close. Her's did. They weren't going to approach and be killed. She stood still. Her eyes not even bothering to follow them. She looked up out of the pit at the audience peering down at her. She ignored them all. Her gaze caught Ganor's, she could feel him probing even now. Her lashes flickered down to cover her amusement. She felt the Emperor too. If ever they worked together as one... those men would be formidable indeed. She sensed the fire. With sudden speed she deflected the fire easily. Just like practise really. More fire, she could taste their desperation. Maybe a little more cat and mouse?
She moved forward quickly catching them off guard she sliced off one man's arm just above the elbow. Not his firing arm but he dropped his weapon to clutch at his new stump. Her eyes glinted. The others were torn... help him... watch her? Luckily the heat of the sabre strike tended to sear the wounds inflicted closed. Two men suddenly ran at her in union. She stepped back and ducked. Holding her sabre straight between her hands she simply rolled forward. Slicing them in half. She didn't bother to turn and watch them die. Two and three quarters left she thought to herself as she turned to face them.
She turned off her sabre. Holding it in her hand lightly as if mocking the remaining prisoners. Her eyes telling them that even now she knew they would be dead. It was only a matter of time.
[Edited by Moneytalks on 09-29-2000 at 04:57 AM]
had stopped to watch the interaction between the Emperor and Ganor. She had seen the Emperor riled before but this anger was unusual. She looked at Ganor in a new light. He knew how to push buttons that one. She felt as if the longer she was in their combined presence the more of the dark force she felt. She could feel any sense of humanity that had plagued her ebbing. She felt cold, calm and in control. She felt the weight and balance of the sabre in her hand. Briefly she wondered if it were possible for her to kill either of the men before her. Maybe one, she conceeded... but which one?
She heard the faint sound of pistol fire. She turned her attention back to the pit. One of the humans had attempted to fire at one of the guards. The blast evaporated before it could cause any harm. She approached and looked down at them. Even armed with laser pistol's they seemed so vulnerable to her. Her eyes glanced over them with detached interest. She turned once more to the Emperor and executed an elegant bow. He inclined his head in acknowledgement. Silver faced the pit again, closing her eyes briefly to feel the force ebbing and flowing about her. The Emperor had been correct. She felt the faint energy patterns of the humans below. She crouched and leapt and with a clean sommersault she landed in the middle of the pit. Her sabre instantly humming to life she cut through three of the men closest to her with startling effeciency. The nine others took a moment to realise what was happening. One moment too long. With almost feline grace she sprinted over and with two well placed thrusts downed two women. Seven remained.
Her breathing hadn't even changed. She calmly turned. Now, realising their intended fate they fired at her. She smiled... her eyes flashing with excitment. She jumped avoiding the fire... spinning she came down knocking one man out with a well placed kick. Her cheeks were lightly flushed as she turned quickly. The other side of her sabre humming to life with a quick backwards thrust she gutted the fallen man and as she withdrew the forward thrust killed a woman who ran screaming at her from the front. Five remained. Where as initially they looked at her in confusion... then anger... now she felt their fear.
The five remaining men circled her warily. Their weapons didn't need to be close. Her's did. They weren't going to approach and be killed. She stood still. Her eyes not even bothering to follow them. She looked up out of the pit at the audience peering down at her. She ignored them all. Her gaze caught Ganor's, she could feel him probing even now. Her lashes flickered down to cover her amusement. She felt the Emperor too. If ever they worked together as one... those men would be formidable indeed. She sensed the fire. With sudden speed she deflected the fire easily. Just like practise really. More fire, she could taste their desperation. Maybe a little more cat and mouse?
She moved forward quickly catching them off guard she sliced off one man's arm just above the elbow. Not his firing arm but he dropped his weapon to clutch at his new stump. Her eyes glinted. The others were torn... help him... watch her? Luckily the heat of the sabre strike tended to sear the wounds inflicted closed. Two men suddenly ran at her in union. She stepped back and ducked. Holding her sabre straight between her hands she simply rolled forward. Slicing them in half. She didn't bother to turn and watch them die. Two and three quarters left she thought to herself as she turned to face them.
She turned off her sabre. Holding it in her hand lightly as if mocking the remaining prisoners. Her eyes telling them that even now she knew they would be dead. It was only a matter of time.
[Edited by Moneytalks on 09-29-2000 at 04:57 AM]