Post by Alina Rybalka on Aug 15, 2020 16:54:02 GMT -5
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[break][attr="class","nikki101"]WE CAN ALL AGREE THAT VIOLENCE BREEDS VIOLENCE
[break][attr="class","nikki102"]BUT IN THE END, IT HAS TO BE THIS WAY
[attr="class","nikki109"]At the suggestion to look for their leader, Knight shook her head. ”If we were going to do that, we’d have made different decisions. It was either try and save villagers or kill their leader, not both. We chose to use our time and resources to do one so we can’t do the other.” It wasn’t even as much a willingness to go back at this point, it was the ability to do so at all. [break][break]
”My pain tolerance isn’t high enough to keep up much of anything for long. I can already barely move my arms.” Now that the adrenaline rush and initial shock from the pain was wearing off it was going to become next to impossible to aim her semblance with the combination of excruciating pain and low aura. She was very good at suffering through extreme pain while staying near silent from her days in the last war, and that thankfully carried over to the present. The bad side to that, of course, was being forced to verbally communicate when she was unable to continue. [break][break]
Her peripheral vision was already almost completely gone, to the point to where she didn’t even register the bandages. Tunnel vision was real at this point due to the sensation of pain overriding everything that wasn’t deemed absolutely critical to survival. Snapping her fingers would be a legitimate challenge, and using her semblance without doing that would be extremely dangerous if she lost focus for even a second. It wasn’t worth even trying unless it was a life-threatening situation at this point, and she’d be worse than a liability doing almost anything. [break][break]
”If you want to go back in, just park me somewhere decent before you go where I can just sit.” Her tone was flat and emotionless, purposefully so to avoid making it louder due to pain. Her facial expression was almost a permanent wince at this point, visually showing pain even if she was actively avoiding making any noise as a result of it. [break][break]
She didn’t even catch the earlier comment about not knowing what to do, which was probably as big an indicator as any alongside that comment in just how bad a shape she considered herself to be. ”I won’t be able to reposition once I sit down, so I’m going to avoid it for as long as I can.” [break][break]
She was out of practice, it looked like. Even with her semblance practice since coming to Mistral, she couldn’t use all of it for fear of destroying everything around her. As a result, it looked like her aura control had gotten worse. In their heyday in Vacuo, she was able to use full power just fine at least for limited periods without having this happen to her… but that was a long time ago at this point. It was a deficiency she would have to fix for next time, if there was a next time. A fuckup that major threatened their own escape and made everything a lot harder. [break][break]
Her control over the flames themselves had gotten better, though, she wouldn’t have been able to fine tune the temperature that quickly and efficiently in Vacuo. It was just that keeping her own aura up while being that precise and at the same time outputting that much energy seemed to be impossible for her at the moment. ”Sorry about this, I thought I could handle it a bit better.” she mentioned finally, barely above a whisper. It was the first time her frustration boiled over into her tone that day so plainly.
[break]”My pain tolerance isn’t high enough to keep up much of anything for long. I can already barely move my arms.” Now that the adrenaline rush and initial shock from the pain was wearing off it was going to become next to impossible to aim her semblance with the combination of excruciating pain and low aura. She was very good at suffering through extreme pain while staying near silent from her days in the last war, and that thankfully carried over to the present. The bad side to that, of course, was being forced to verbally communicate when she was unable to continue. [break][break]
Her peripheral vision was already almost completely gone, to the point to where she didn’t even register the bandages. Tunnel vision was real at this point due to the sensation of pain overriding everything that wasn’t deemed absolutely critical to survival. Snapping her fingers would be a legitimate challenge, and using her semblance without doing that would be extremely dangerous if she lost focus for even a second. It wasn’t worth even trying unless it was a life-threatening situation at this point, and she’d be worse than a liability doing almost anything. [break][break]
”If you want to go back in, just park me somewhere decent before you go where I can just sit.” Her tone was flat and emotionless, purposefully so to avoid making it louder due to pain. Her facial expression was almost a permanent wince at this point, visually showing pain even if she was actively avoiding making any noise as a result of it. [break][break]
She didn’t even catch the earlier comment about not knowing what to do, which was probably as big an indicator as any alongside that comment in just how bad a shape she considered herself to be. ”I won’t be able to reposition once I sit down, so I’m going to avoid it for as long as I can.” [break][break]
She was out of practice, it looked like. Even with her semblance practice since coming to Mistral, she couldn’t use all of it for fear of destroying everything around her. As a result, it looked like her aura control had gotten worse. In their heyday in Vacuo, she was able to use full power just fine at least for limited periods without having this happen to her… but that was a long time ago at this point. It was a deficiency she would have to fix for next time, if there was a next time. A fuckup that major threatened their own escape and made everything a lot harder. [break][break]
Her control over the flames themselves had gotten better, though, she wouldn’t have been able to fine tune the temperature that quickly and efficiently in Vacuo. It was just that keeping her own aura up while being that precise and at the same time outputting that much energy seemed to be impossible for her at the moment. ”Sorry about this, I thought I could handle it a bit better.” she mentioned finally, barely above a whisper. It was the first time her frustration boiled over into her tone that day so plainly.
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B Semblance, D Weapons, B Dust Enhancement, C Durability, C Agility, C Martial Arts, D Stamina, D ExhaustionPHARAOH LEAP CREATES
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