| it's a tiny giggle, the smallest and shortest she has, before Alja covers her mouth. as a rule, the Rejse people are not vindictive nor are they malicious with intent or design. but it's the arcs or electricity that dance and gain attention. it's something to try. without a word, or comment, or any assistance which could be offered, Alja turns on her heel and darts away through the buildings to hide once again. |
[Precious little escapes Killua's notice; too much time spent in the field had tempered his senses to a razor-fine point. The laugh was no exception, and with it, the mild sound of the air displaced by Alja's quick movement. Killua turns to spot the source quickly, eyes wide with alarm - someone had witnessed him in action, a bad sign for someone who wanted to keep a low profile.
He barely manages to catch a glimpse as she makes a quick escape, but not even sparing her a single second, Killua sprints after her, cutting corners and dodging obstacles with dire speed. His expressions instantly change from surprise to sharpened focus as he moves to close in.
This wasn't about the reward; he hadn't even made the connection yet. No, this was a matter of pride.]
| it's such a shame, Alja takes a mild thrill in the chase, her easy movements that of a child utterly familiar with the city -even with it's alterations. she doesn't pause to consider turns, doesn't stop to make a connection for turning. she simply moves with grace and speed allotted to her youth.
she ducks through several buildings. her magic spiralling from her to distort the vicinity, clouding her movements and hiding her trace. only the faint laughter flowing from her throat to indicate that she was still in the area, echoing around the walls and streets of the city, hiding her location.
amusement was one thing, but she wouldn't be caught so easily. |
[Pursuing with absolute intent, blinded to everything around him except the chase, Killua increases his pace, thrusting fiercely with his lean, strong legs until he was practically floating across the ground with every step. Every time he seemed to get closer, though, something strange would happen, shifting the urban landscape of the city right before his eyes - pathways that Alja opted for disappeared just the moment Killua turns a corner. With that kind of power, a direct chase with so many obstacles around was in her complete favor, and it quickly frustrated her playmate
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He barely manages to catch a glimpse as she makes a quick escape, but not even sparing her a single second, Killua sprints after her, cutting corners and dodging obstacles with dire speed. His expressions instantly change from surprise to sharpened focus as he moves to close in.
This wasn't about the reward; he hadn't even made the connection yet. No, this was a matter of pride.]
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she ducks through several buildings. her magic spiralling from her to distort the vicinity, clouding her movements and hiding her trace. only the faint laughter flowing from her throat to indicate that she was still in the area, echoing around the walls and streets of the city, hiding her location.
amusement was one thing, but she wouldn't be caught so easily. |
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