Eternity RPC Board
10-14-2020, 09:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-12-2023, 03:57 PM by Seperallis.)
Nevina's grip responded to Elke's tugging with near-superhuman force, clamping harder around the front of her neck as a painful twinge crawled down the back of her shoulder to join the other sensations.
"Elkeeee," the witch's voice grated through Nevina's widening grin.
The mageling's instinctive thrashing failed to find a solid purchase on the woman. As tingling began in Elke's crown and her vision began to narrow, the first kick lost itself in the layered cushions of the elf's robes, and a second struck low and deflected down and across her reaching abdomen.
And in a blink, the scene changed.
"Elke!"
Nevina's voice was fully her own, edging on desperation, eyes wide through a deep frown as her magically enhanced strength seemed close to shattering Elke's wrists in vain attempts to free the girl from her self-strangulation just before a third kick straddled her sternum and vaulted her petite form inches above the floor. Grip broken by the surprise of her sudden trajectory, she scrambled for purchase in a half-second slow somersault before her legs caught on the stool she had been using some moments earlier, which tipped under her weight and rotated the hapless flier on her axis until her back connected suddenly and flatly with the floor.
A high-pitched squealing wheeze popped from the woman, as a soft cackling vanished into the corners of the room.
"Elkeeee," the witch's voice grated through Nevina's widening grin.
The mageling's instinctive thrashing failed to find a solid purchase on the woman. As tingling began in Elke's crown and her vision began to narrow, the first kick lost itself in the layered cushions of the elf's robes, and a second struck low and deflected down and across her reaching abdomen.
And in a blink, the scene changed.
"Elke!"
Nevina's voice was fully her own, edging on desperation, eyes wide through a deep frown as her magically enhanced strength seemed close to shattering Elke's wrists in vain attempts to free the girl from her self-strangulation just before a third kick straddled her sternum and vaulted her petite form inches above the floor. Grip broken by the surprise of her sudden trajectory, she scrambled for purchase in a half-second slow somersault before her legs caught on the stool she had been using some moments earlier, which tipped under her weight and rotated the hapless flier on her axis until her back connected suddenly and flatly with the floor.
A high-pitched squealing wheeze popped from the woman, as a soft cackling vanished into the corners of the room.