Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

Eve smashes Miorah again.

 

Miorah reforms again.
"Well, I know know that your orders are either until I am completely gone or dead."

 

Eve decides to try burning Miorah, a lingering blast of fire erupting from her hands and snaking down her hammer, before launching toward Miorah.

 

She seems unaffected by fire, the flames causing her pollen to spread more and causing more body doubles to appear when she reforms.
"Sorry, I spat on the whole flammable plant thing long ago."

 

Eve pauses and thinks for a second, before blasting the Miorahs with cool air that freezes into ice upon contact.

 

She shakes off the ice.
"Not a bad idea, but no."

 

Eve takes another second to think before blasting the Miorahs with a clingy, blinding darkness.

 

Her eyes just turn dark.
"I suggest you reconsider. Let me talk with the queen, we'll both apologize for lashing out while we're being stressed, and I'll give your creators true secrets of floramancy."

 

"I can't. My orders don't allow me to." Eve says, deciding to smash the Moirahs before creating a vacuum of air in front of her palm to gather the pollen.

 

"I suggest you consider the alternate solution." She says, reforming herself from the ground up.

 

"There is no alternate solution." Eve says, smashing Miorah again.

 

"I'm sorry, what?" Miorah says, blinking off to the side.

 

"There is no alternate solution." Eve repeats, smashing Miorah again, faster this time.

 

She blinks faster.
"What has Ihra struggled to teach you and your creators this whole time? You're really going to kill both of us over refusing an order from a genocidal queen?"

 

Does it matter if I place down the axes? They are on my back, so it won't do much damage.

 

"I'm not refusing my orders." Eve says, throwing her hammer up and rapidly firing shots at it, the shots bouncing off toward the ground, aimed at and around Miorah.

 

Miorah scatters herself, reforming after the shots land.
"Then what's become of your humanity?"

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They're on your back... but you're laying on your back, thus laying on metal and wooden handles. Not too comfortable.

 

Eve doesn't reply, aiming and firing a precise shot at Miorah. The shot Eve fires isn't even visible, due to how fast it flies.

 

Eh, that's fine.
"Would you like to swap and enjoy the water?" He thinks.

 

Miorah's hit, exploding into pollen which finally doesn't reform.
The only sign that she was here are two flowers where she stood, one black and one white.

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I'm fine. Sand in fur really isn't fun. Plus you'd stink for days on end.