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[warrior_become]

WHO | Adel and Asha
WHAT | Thinking Adel is some horrible monster, Asha attacks and kills her. ;_;
WHEN | Shortly after the announcement of the feast.
WHERE | Fantasyland
WARNINGS/NOTES | Death.

Adel has been lonely since Pruna departed for the feast. She supposes she could have gone along, but at what risk? For items that she'd likely have no use for? Instead, she's remained by the unnerving half-andalites set in a decaying circle. Here she at least has some grass to feed upon. And so far, safety.

She has a stalk eye turned to gaze behind her as she grinds a front hoove in what little patches of grass she can find that aren't just as dead and decaying as the rest of the amusement park.

Comments

[doesnotsew]

A voice from the sky had mentioned a feast. She's not one to trust disembodied voices unless she's truly desperate, but she had decided to seek it out nonetheless. Her few cans of food had lasted her long enough, primed by her previous diet of frozen horseflesh and stress, but more food would only mean an easier victory... and if she hadn't imagined it, if others could hear it as well, they'd be collecting in the area for her to pick off on her own.

It had been hard figuring out what 'Fantasyland' was supposed to be, when everything here was strange and warped, but the arena wasn't too large, and she would find it eventually. In the meantime, her surroundings became more mocking, a few things approaching familiar sights from home, but everything wrong. She eyes one of the molting horses with distaste before mimicking its face back at it, unnerved by the decaying eyes that stared at her judgmentally. They know what I've been eating, she thinks, and swaggers past, trying to ignore the feeling of eyes watching her back.

But she does a double-take upon seeing a real eye, immediately squatting down in a defensive pose, one hand palming the fishing hook that had appeared from the sky in front of her. Did it see?

[warrior_become]

Centuries of life as prey animals have made andalite senses keen, and Adel's other stalk-eye swivels in Asha's direction when she thinks she sees movement, soon followed by her entire body. Her tail rises into an arch. <...Hello?> Fear grips her hearts. She knows she's unlikely to be so lucky as to find a lost human child this time.

[doesnotsew]

She sees another eye swivel towards her unnaturally, then the entire creature. It's something she had never heard of before, not in the ports in the east or her uncle's tall tales, alien and dangerous. There's a glint off its tail that draws her attention immediately, and she makes sure to keep it in her sight. There's no doubt in her mind that she needs to attack, as quickly as possible; in the battle pits in Meereen, the organizers would set beasts on the fighters for entertainment, and this is surely no different. (Never mind that there's no audience in sight to appreciate it; she'll figure that out on her own.)

A voice rings out inside her head and she bares her teeth trying to ignore it, reaching down to the ground to feel for a rock without taking her eyes off the monster.

[warrior_become]

She hesitates, unsure whether to run or stand her ground. Would she be pursued if she turned her back and attempted to flee? At least this way she was guaranteed a shot with her tail. <Hello? Is someone there?> She asks, trying to keep her fear from entering her thought-speak voice. <I do not wish to fight.>

[doesnotsew]

It's unnerving, hearing someone else's voice in her mind-- something else, if this thing was the one talking to her. Even if it was, she couldn't assume it was telling the truth, not here, where only one person could leave. That was a good way to get that tail in her back.

She can't give it more time to prepare. Her hand closes around something small and heavy and she dashes in to lob it with as clear a shot as she can make it, tensing to get ready to try and avoid the tail.

[warrior_become]

Adel is startled when a flying piece of Disney merchandise hits her in the side of the face, taking a step back and bringing a hand up to where it hit her. <Wait, stop!> She cries, desperate to stop the confrontation before it begins. Why won't this human stand down? She can't be sure the human doesn't have a more formidable weapon. Steeling herself, she first attempts to perform the torf technique she's been practicing. Snapping her tail forward for Asha, she aims for Asha's temple, hoping she can turn her tail to the blunt side in time. If she lands it, she'll have the human out cold for hours.

[doesnotsew]

She's not foolish enough to stop, not when there's a sharp blade shooting forward at her and so little time to spare. Stannis's man had captured her with an axblow to the head, and she was not going to forget that lesson anytime soon. She drops down, thrusting her capeful of cans up to protect her head, hoping she filled them heavy enough to reduce the impact when it lands. Even then, she's pushing it off to the side-- better a glancing blow than a direct hit, and if she can knock the thing off balance, more the better for her.

[warrior_become]

Her tail hits the bag full of cans rather than Asha herself, splitting the fabric open, and she curses aloud in some alien language. Even an aristh could have landed that, she's sure of it. <Stand down!> She demands, taking a step back even as she whips her tail forward again, the tip cracking the air inches from Asha's nose. <This is your final warning!>

[doesnotsew]

She curses too, darkly to herself, as she can feel the power behind the weapon with the sound it makes against the cans and the force in her arms. But the tail snapping in front of her gives her question-- the creature had no reason to hold itself back, so why hesitate? Whether it missed or out of some misplaced ploy to catch her merciful, she had to act-- so she lunges from the ground, swinging her bag with hopefully enough momentum to keep the cans inside long enough to land a blow-- if not, she'll at least be upon the thing, ready to knock it down or attack with her hands if she had to.

[warrior_become]

This human was mad! Stunned at the human female's determination to attack her she fails to act in time, and the bag of cans impacts her chest. It knocks the breath from her, and it's all she can do to raise her weak, andalite arms in defense as the woman charges straight into her, knocking her off balance.

[doesnotsew]

Great luck! Her hands whip to her waist and snag the fish hook, slinging the bag of cans around to her back as a hasty defense against any attacks that may come from the tail in the same motion. She didn't have time to waste, so she slashes out with the hook, aiming for the throat. It won't be clean, but it'll be fast.

[warrior_become]

She realizes too late that she's made a grave mistake in giving the human so many chances to back down, tail whipping forward even as the hook sinks into the flesh of her throat. <No!> Blood of a deep, tyrian purple spurts from the wound, one of her hands rising to try to stem it.

[doesnotsew]

The blood is unnatural and only confirms her suspicions that this creature is-- was-- something to be wary of, the color reminding her uncomfortable of the Crow's Eye. She doesn't have time to dwell on her uncle, though, not when its tail is still flailing around. Her face scrunches up as it hits and she lets out a battle yell in the heat of the moment, slashing again twice more for good measure before rolling off to the side to watch the thing die from a safer distance.

[warrior_become]

Adel stumbles, both of her hands flying to her throat. It's just like last time, there's so much blood, too much blood. <You fool...> She says weakly, collapsing down onto one of her front legs. The others soon follow as she loses blood.

At least she can return to the Capitol and be out of this horrible game. Her canon fires as she falls onto her side, her hands falling away from her throat.

[doesnotsew]

She's distracted by the boom of the canon, not sure if it's a coincidence or an association-- like whoever's in charge found out she killed their pet, maybe. She waits a moment to be sure it's dead, then mumbles a quiet "what is dead may never die." But let's hope that this one stays that way.

She feels out the wound from the tail, wincing slightly, before searching to see if the body had anything useful on it.

[warrior_become]

Adel has nothing of use on her, having skipped both the Cornucopia and the Feast on the idea that the items would likely only be of use to humans.

Asha doesn't have long to poke around either as a hovercraft soon arrives to take Adel's body away.