04-27-2010, 06:38 AM
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Yar! Word Count: 337 The stone struck, and she was quick to discover the direction he had thrown it from. He smiled as he realized, eyes glowing with the lack of light, that she only had one orb to see with. This was child's play. He did not smile because he was evil, but because this was surprisingly easy. Soon, he'd be on his way. Surely, Haku would be able to utilize a prisoner of war to his benefit? The warrior continued to crouch and put another stone into his sling. She did not move and he couldn't tell exactly where he had hit her. Still, she was not looking as if she intended to actually look for him; she was taunting him, trying to lure him out of his hiding place. Well, it would not work, and he did not reply. It didn't really matter, though she was an excellent target, now. Soon, she'd be unconscious, and he would deliver her back in Dahlia de Mai. And then; freedom. The sling spun with faster and faster above his head, and he didn't doubt for a second that she could hear it once it reached a certain speed. But, as he got ready to release the stone on his enemy, the cloth broke free altogether, and half of his sling flew in a direction completely off, taking the stone with him. Semyon snarled loudly, not doubting for a second that she had seen it fly. He rose from his hiding place and the moon quickly illuminated his form where he stood, reaching for the blade in his belt. They were far from each other, but he would be prepared if she charged him. The warrior had no intention of charging her, however; his original plan had failed. He hadn't come here to kill her, after all, but capture her. He would have to improvise. No words, but a deep, threatening growl came from his throat as he started to move sideways, seemingly around her, but an inch closer with every step. |