http://lady-turk.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lady-turk.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-06-07 12:33 am

Log: On-Going

When; June 6th, Afternoon-ish
Rating; PG for now
Characters; Elena [livejournal.com profile] lady_turk & Roy [livejournal.com profile] flameroy
Summary; Roy, being bored out of his mind apparently, ask Elena for a fight challenge. Someone will probably be getting their butt kicked, though who is up in the air. My money's on Elena kicking Roy's behind, but I'm biased~<3
Log;

A quick stop by the Durandal to pick up a few supplies and a certain bangle she rarely wore since she didn't have that much of a need for it, and then Elena made her way to the front of Building 3 in fairly good time, given how far the Durandal was from the rest of the City. She had heard a thing or two about Alchemy in her time in the City, so she wasn't totally unprepared for it. But still, best to have an ace in the hole than none at all.

And what with recent events, Elena couldn't help but actually be somewhat cheerful over this new encounter, though it wasn't one she typically sought out. Things were good, curses and all actually. So maybe she was allowed a little lapse and to have a little silly fun every now and then.

Plus, it never hurt anyone any, or it never hurt Elena any, to get in a test of her skills too.

[identity profile] flameroy.livejournal.com 2007-06-09 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
Roy spun round to attempt to keep his eye on Elena, stunned by the speed at which she had recovered. What had that flash been? His expression faded into a frown, and he took some steps back away from his opponent. He figured he needed as much distance as he could manage.

In the process of doing so, he felt the side of his cheek burn suddenly, an investigation told him she'd thrown something at him, and he was bleeding. Red never looked good on those gloves...

Elena obviously meant serious business though, if she was going to start throwing things at him. If he hadn't moved back that could have been a lot more serious. His frown turned serious. He'd have to give as good as she.

He looked down at the ground, and was suddenly glad that he had chosen a place where the dust could be manipulated. He put that to the back of his mind momentarily, and brought his hands up, clicking madly in Elena's direction so that she was shrouded in flame.

[identity profile] flameroy.livejournal.com 2007-06-09 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
His flames were dying much quicker than he imagined they should have done, and so it was obvious that Elena was up to something over there. He still continued his barrage, in the hopes that perhaps something might come of the action, however, when he felt the chill of ice, he realised how she must have been evading his attacks. Luckily for him, both the elementals worked parallel to each other. He engulfed his form in flame using the same clicks of his fingers that had been aimed at Elena, and managed to protect himself from the potentially harmful ice attack she had conjured.

It was obviously time for something different. He dropped to kneel, aware that Elena herself was making steady progress in his direction. As she arrived in front of him, he moved swiftly to the side, using one hand to support him in his lowered position, whilst the other worked quickly to draw a transmutation circle in the dirt they fought on. Although it had been a long time since he'd drawn one, the process took barely seconds.

He pressed his hand against the complete circle, and the ground sparked blue, before the ground beneath Elena's current position exploded and earth shot up, as if growing taller from underneath her.