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10-29-2016, 08:57 PM
With her neck still at full extension from the throw, Megaera’s eyes were trained on the spear as it left the grasp of her teeth, as is soared at Ampere and was deflected. Ampere’s shield—because of course she had her shield—was pulled to fast and the golden spear glanced off the metal surface with a clamor. For a moment looked like it might do some damage too the wing, but the loss of a few feathers was hardly critical. Megaera’s eyes narrowed and her teeth were bared as she seethed. Angry breaths hissed through her teeth as she watched the spear clatter to the dusty ground: sent, spent, and useless. She hadn’t wanted to hurt Ampere, not really, but the horrible symbolism of the impotent attack fanned the sparks that Ampere had been trying to kindle in her. Just a spear…Just a spear: thrown, fallen, forgotten, useless.
Ampere spoke again, stalking towards her, and Meg’s dark eyes flashed upwards to meet the the piercing blue ones. Tears swam across her vision: hot, any, and useless. Useless! But they fell anyway and mixed with the blood on her cheek and dripped to the ground. Useless. She should have recognized the was the other mare moved, they way the blue gaze flitted to search for ins and opportunities, but Megaera’s mind wasn’t in this battle, it wasn’t really anywhere. Her thoughts and emotions were so scattered that she couldn’t summon the mental fortitude to resist and Ampere had the Sunspear under her spell.
Though anger and desperation and grief shook her, though her lungs heaved from heavy breaths and her legs hurt and her neck ached and her cheek stung, Meg was captivated by the confessions that poured out between them.
How could they have been so similar and still so distant from one another? In their own ways they had lived their separate lives but each checked in on the same points. Both were warriors, neither built like the stallions they fought alongside and against but just as valiant. Both had been raised to sultana though they had not sought or expected the position. Both had been given their first child by a god, one by her body and the other by her heart. Both had failed, in one way or another; Ampere had run and Megaera was running now. Megaera stared into Ampere’s eyes and saw her own reflection. Two separate souls cut from the same cloth. she thought,
“But you’re so much stronger than I, so much better…” The words were barely audible, the last gasping threads of her despair that trickled from her lips to die upon the air.
When had Megaera every given up because someone else was better than she was? When had she ever been able to hide behind a stony facade? When had she given up on fighting to get what she needed or failed to fight for those that needed her? "So what are you gonna do Sunspear?” How could Ampere speak Megaera’s own thoughts? Meg didn’t have time to ask because the lighting mare collided with her in a heavy, violent thrust of power. She’d been completely off guard that tactics, attack, defense all flew even farther from her mind and even as Ampere’s front slammed into her own she lifted her chin up and away. Across her chest the muscles were battered by blunt force, vessels ruptured and beneath the skin blood pooled and tissue swelled. It hurt, yes, would ache for days, yes, but the true danger was the flash or teeth that caught the tender flesh of her stupidly-exposed throat.
She felt the tear of skin, the rip of muscle and sinew; it was the kind of pain that made you dizzy, and your head spin and your stomach want to retch. Even as she staggered she wanted to scream, needed to scream but the only thing that came from her throat was a guttural sound that was half a moan before it bled into an earth-shaking yell.
Hide.
Hide?
FUCK. THAT.
The flames erupted in her heart and light, pure, unbroken light poured out of her. She was sunlight and fury and Megaera let the power of that rule her, fire her up, steel her against pain and despair. What was she going to do?
By all the gods, she was going to fight!
She didn’t think about who her opponent was, didn’t think about what had been done or said in the past or what would yet come to pass. For Meg there was only now. Her hooves dug into the dirt, holding ground, advancing and she threw herself back at the other mare’s body. Megaera’s own teeth snapped for the top ridge of Ampere’s neck to hold there and force the other mare to the ground.
@Ampere
ooc :: Oh thank god, though she'd never snap out of it xD
Words :: 800/800
Attack :: 3/4
Magic Used :: [ Magic: FirexLight | Body emits a burst of sunlight that can be used as a beacon signal or to temporarily blind opponents - Restrictions | the signal takes considerable energy and can only be used once in battle and long distance signals can only be used once per 5 posts ]
Megaera
there is a war inside my heart gone silent
both sides dissatisfied and somewhat violent
there is a war inside my heart gone silent
both sides dissatisfied and somewhat violent
