Her fury was so wild and exotic, it was unjustified.
Gwyndolin Astris walked, no, stalked past the city end lines, right arm tense and coiled like a trigger. She bore around her palm band-like gadget with rings of fluorescent green in it's center; the beta version of her newest invention.
The Lovehand Conversion Band (LCB) played a heavy roll in the striking sight of the quick and slender scientist. Her onyx, silver-peppered hair floated around and high above armored shoulders as a result of the high amounts of energy being pulled into the device. It almost, almost could pull matter as well. Little bits of gravel inched towards her as she walked by but dropped movement after a few steps. It was still a beta, after all.
Her Spellglint Glasses accented hungry, violet eyes in a dramatic fashion with a glinting white like flashing across the frames. A miniature globe of light tinkered off the edge of the spectacles, waving with every movement like some majestic, delicate keychain; the only source of gentleness in the ferociously agitated Gwyn.
�Hmmmnnnrg.... Gwyndolin?� Salvatore called out from his sheathe groggily. �How is anyone supposed to get any shut eye with you bouncing around?�
She only gave a shrill growl in response.
�...Gwyndolin?�
The target was soon visible and in great detail with the help of her frames. There, at about 40 paces on a serene quit of grassy moorland. It was then that her the green lights around her hand pulsated and neon light came spewing from from LCB's rings, and a javelin formed in her hand. It spewed electric tendrils, powerful and blinding like the weapon of Zeus, spanning seven feet in length.
Gwyndolin put a stiletto forward and bent her knees, then threw the spear with the strength and precision of an amazon deity. It arched up in the air and was positioned for the top of her enemy's head at the center of her skull coming down.
And then, deeper into the stance she went preparing to explode the 40 feet distance and destroy.
The exogeologist did not know the exact capabilities of the humanoid creature, but she would draw them out and calculate them, as she did with all things.
Gwyndolin Astris walked, no, stalked past the city end lines, right arm tense and coiled like a trigger. She bore around her palm band-like gadget with rings of fluorescent green in it's center; the beta version of her newest invention.
The Lovehand Conversion Band (LCB) played a heavy roll in the striking sight of the quick and slender scientist. Her onyx, silver-peppered hair floated around and high above armored shoulders as a result of the high amounts of energy being pulled into the device. It almost, almost could pull matter as well. Little bits of gravel inched towards her as she walked by but dropped movement after a few steps. It was still a beta, after all.
Her Spellglint Glasses accented hungry, violet eyes in a dramatic fashion with a glinting white like flashing across the frames. A miniature globe of light tinkered off the edge of the spectacles, waving with every movement like some majestic, delicate keychain; the only source of gentleness in the ferociously agitated Gwyn.
�Hmmmnnnrg.... Gwyndolin?� Salvatore called out from his sheathe groggily. �How is anyone supposed to get any shut eye with you bouncing around?�
She only gave a shrill growl in response.
�...Gwyndolin?�
The target was soon visible and in great detail with the help of her frames. There, at about 40 paces on a serene quit of grassy moorland. It was then that her the green lights around her hand pulsated and neon light came spewing from from LCB's rings, and a javelin formed in her hand. It spewed electric tendrils, powerful and blinding like the weapon of Zeus, spanning seven feet in length.
Gwyndolin put a stiletto forward and bent her knees, then threw the spear with the strength and precision of an amazon deity. It arched up in the air and was positioned for the top of her enemy's head at the center of her skull coming down.
And then, deeper into the stance she went preparing to explode the 40 feet distance and destroy.
The exogeologist did not know the exact capabilities of the humanoid creature, but she would draw them out and calculate them, as she did with all things.
