tampered | Trolldown [semi-open]

When; August 7th (backdated, obviously)
Rating; PG-13 maybe? There will be violence and also overpowered weaponry
Characters; Rose Lalonde, Eridan Ampora and if someone wants to step in after a bit to stop them destroying each other completely that'd be ideal.
Summary; What happens when resentment over a loved one's murder is crossed with increased violent urges? If you're Rose, hunting down Eridan and making him pay
Log;
Rose could feel the blind rage swirling through her as she stormed through the city streets, heading straight for the beach. Ever since she'd first found out about Eridan's hand in Kanaya's death she had found her resentment towards him growing far beyond the mild irritation she had felt towards him back before they had come to the City but she was used enough to repressing such extreme emotion that she'd been content with simple verbal snark towards him.

The first step towards that changing had been the City turning her into a troll and a highblood at that. Even for Rose, it was difficult to outright ignore the thirst for violence that flowed through her veins and her ability to tolerate minor irritants had diminished. Then Karkat had inadvertently broadcast the memory of Kanaya's murder and seeing for herself what Eridan had done had pushed her temper to boiling point. That Eridan had chosen to challenge her only made this fight all the more inevitable.

As she reached the beach her eyes scanned for any sign of the sea-troll. She gripped her needlewands tightly, poised to strike and anger radiating from her. When she saw Eridan, she walked closer and sent an initial blast of energy as her greeting, narrowly missing him on purpose. That was her hello; from here on out she wouldn't be so forgiving.

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This could really be interesting, really be a proper rival, at his level. A small part of him was feeling maybe the tiniest bit guilty but if Sollux wanted to toy with him, he wasn't going to wait around when there was another purpleblood who wanted to fight.

He was standing on the beach, ready for shouted insults to begin with, and he flinched slightly when the energy shot by him. He liked her style, though. No wasting time, just straight into the fucking battle. Tilting his rifle forward, he lifted and shouldered it, pointing the flaming tip at Rose. Either she'd block it or she wasn't worth his rivalry. He aimed it to miss her upper half, anyway, just in case, and then pulled down on the trigger.

Rose simply stared at Eridan as he shouldered the rifle, barely flinching as the trigger pulled. With the aim low, it was no trouble at all for her to tap into her powers to fly up enough that it shot harmlessly beneath her. The fact that he, too, had seen fit not to waste time on idle words was at least a small point in his favour.

Lifting her wands once more she sent another blast towards him, this one clearly intended as more than a warning.

With little time to do so, Eridan sighted along his rifle and then shot energy to meet and block Rose's energy, bracing his feet and standing his ground. God, this would have been so brilliant if he'd had his wand, a fake witch and a wizard of science facing off. But a weapon was better than no weapon.

Rose snarled to herself as Eridan blocked her attack, the anger of her new form preventing her from thinking outside of her urge to hurt Eridan, to make him understand what seeing that video of him killing Kanaya had done to her. She flew closer, wands crackling with energy which she unleashed towards his feet.

Eridan, lacking his scientific power, had to jump back rather than fly out of the way. He dodged sideways, then, and got a bit closer himself, pulling the trigger and holding it down. He was interested to see how long she could dodge him if he razed across in a line, determined to provide a proper challenge.

Had she been more composed, she might have noticed his intended pattern; as it was, she dodged right up until he was about to run out of line to draw, dropping one of her wands as she used the other to block the full impact of the blast. Even with that, as she dropped to retrieve her second wand she had to work to shrug off the effort of not getting blasted.

He was good, she'd grant him that. But not good enough.

She gathered her focus once more, this time aiming for the rifle itself as she sent across a blast of dark energy.

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