SHe honestly can't help but watch him, admiring not just how he moved but... how he moved. Tactical, she reasoned with herself. She was studying his moves so to make sure she knew his path, and to cover him and be safe.
Yeah.
As he spoke, she stood there, arms at her side, hands out, as if readying herself to stop a knife. He didn't need that help though, and she smiled fondly as he got to the other side. "Well, that short height and slender body style helped a lot. That Zarbon guy wouldn't have a chance of getting through this. I'd count that as lucky."
She started to move now as well. She felt tired. How did he get through this with seemingly no problems at all. She let out a breath and concentrated, using the force to guide her. She'd be fine. Slipping through place to place, she moved with a slow and easy grace. Her body was slender and meant to bend the way she was when she moved around things. She did it at a good pace as well.
"My old Master... he was large too. I'm sure he could have made it through this, but he'd have lost his composure half way through and--" she froze as she felt it drop. Like everything in slow motion. She had just slipped over one wire and was turning to shift her weight when it unhooked. The ear piece hooked around her chain came loose and she could feel it dropping.
Either she had to stop it and catch it, or get ready to deflect a knife. Her hand came up to do that later part, because the ear piece hit a line with a bounce. A knife shot from one wall, higher up, and towards her. Hand shooting out to give a push and deflecting it backwards. The knife lodged into the wall that it was shot from, wiggling with a twang.
In the movement, as she shot the knife back, it kicked another wire which snapped and shot another knife her way. This time she put a hand up to try and stop it, not deflect it elsewhere.
A moment later, lightsabers were both dropped to the ground below her. The ear piece was hanging on one wire, and Ahsoka was curled up on a small space on the ground between two more wires, one hand over her head, the other curled into her. The knife tucked in with it. It all took just a moment.
Letting a breath out she sighed, relaxing a moment. "I'm fine! I'm fine. Don't move." She called out, and pulled the tip of the knife out of her palm. She dropped it off to the side and curled her hand. Too tired for this.
Double checking herself, she moved again, groaning. "It's fine." And started to move again, leaving lightsabers and ear piece where they were. She slipped through the last of them and, glaringly annoyed back at the trap, called both lightsabers to her hands, missing all the lines. She slapped them back on her hips, her pride having taken a hell of a hit. Then called the ear piece, holding it to Trunks with her good hand, glaring. "You get to keep the ear piece though."
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Date: 2017-05-30 12:54 am (UTC)Yeah.
As he spoke, she stood there, arms at her side, hands out, as if readying herself to stop a knife. He didn't need that help though, and she smiled fondly as he got to the other side. "Well, that short height and slender body style helped a lot. That Zarbon guy wouldn't have a chance of getting through this. I'd count that as lucky."
She started to move now as well. She felt tired. How did he get through this with seemingly no problems at all. She let out a breath and concentrated, using the force to guide her. She'd be fine. Slipping through place to place, she moved with a slow and easy grace. Her body was slender and meant to bend the way she was when she moved around things. She did it at a good pace as well.
"My old Master... he was large too. I'm sure he could have made it through this, but he'd have lost his composure half way through and--" she froze as she felt it drop. Like everything in slow motion. She had just slipped over one wire and was turning to shift her weight when it unhooked. The ear piece hooked around her chain came loose and she could feel it dropping.
Either she had to stop it and catch it, or get ready to deflect a knife. Her hand came up to do that later part, because the ear piece hit a line with a bounce. A knife shot from one wall, higher up, and towards her. Hand shooting out to give a push and deflecting it backwards. The knife lodged into the wall that it was shot from, wiggling with a twang.
In the movement, as she shot the knife back, it kicked another wire which snapped and shot another knife her way. This time she put a hand up to try and stop it, not deflect it elsewhere.
A moment later, lightsabers were both dropped to the ground below her. The ear piece was hanging on one wire, and Ahsoka was curled up on a small space on the ground between two more wires, one hand over her head, the other curled into her. The knife tucked in with it. It all took just a moment.
Letting a breath out she sighed, relaxing a moment. "I'm fine! I'm fine. Don't move." She called out, and pulled the tip of the knife out of her palm. She dropped it off to the side and curled her hand. Too tired for this.
Double checking herself, she moved again, groaning. "It's fine." And started to move again, leaving lightsabers and ear piece where they were. She slipped through the last of them and, glaringly annoyed back at the trap, called both lightsabers to her hands, missing all the lines. She slapped them back on her hips, her pride having taken a hell of a hit. Then called the ear piece, holding it to Trunks with her good hand, glaring. "You get to keep the ear piece though."