Sep 08, 2011 18:54
[The vine, being its trickster little self, has come upon two armored ladies in a secluded corner of the Gardens in the middle of what seems be a do-or-die battle. It unfurls a mirror to begin recording as Meta, in her white and brown armor, bullrushes Washington, in her steel and yellow, in an attempt to knock her on her ass.]
[Unfortunately for Washington, not only does Meta have momentum from rushing her, she also outweighs Wash by a good bit. That rush knocks her backward a good bit.]
[Meta hangs back after the impact, falling into a fighting stance with fists ready. She's not staying in place for long, though, just long enough for Washington to start getting to her feet before she's throwing fists, snarling in the process.]
[Washington barely has time to get to her feet before she has to start blocking. This isn't exactly something she's used to, and damn if she hasn't gotten a bit soft.]
[And that's just why they're doing this. Meta's gone soft as well, evidenced by the fact that she's already starting to get tired. For the moment, however, she chooses to ignore it and push herself harder.]
[While the Meta is managing to push herself harder like that, Wash is having some difficulty keeping up now. Instead, she tries going for the legs with a kick in hopes of knocking the Meta's feet from under her.]
[She succeeds. With a resounding thunk that shakes the mirror, Meta's down on her ass and growling angrily.]
[[ooc: Freelancer Powers Activate! Sparring match that was supposed to be private the vine decided otherwise. Feel free to comment to either lady, both, take bets, threadjack, whatever! Open as the day is long!]]
agent washington,
the meta (agent maine)