Death Of An Assassin
06-23-2013, 07:36 PM
thank you shrap ♥ Even before her skull made contact with her opponent with the intention to force her to release her grip, Cyanide relieved Morphine of the grasp to the loose flesh upon the back of her neck, presumably retreating with the knowledge that such a feat was minimal and would get her nowhere near assassinating the pallid wraith as she so desired. Adversary?s teeth would easily vacate her flesh and the minor puncture wounds would bubble with blood, though not quite visible enough through the dense layer of Morphine?s fur. Flesh that had previously been grasped by Cyanide would fall back to cushion her neck just as her cranium impacted beneath that of the renegade?s, successful in knocking the darker woman?s skull away from her own and even causing the other?s momentum to falter ? a bittersweet victory as it granted Cyanide the opportunity to right her wrong and shield her vulnerable neck from Morphine?s hungry and gaping jaws. It was too late to alter the direction her jaws would snap at, and her teeth would seize the left side (Morphine?s POV) of the traitor?s face, upper jaw obtaining the other?s cheek and mandible clamping onto the edge of her opponent?s own, bite no more friendly than it would have been had she successfully pierced the veins within the traitor?s neck as previously intended. Metallic eyes illuminated with victory at the realization that she was so close to having fully grasped her opponent?s lower jaw, intent upon shifting her bite to grasp the entire mandible of Cyanide strong within her. Alas, any attempt she would have made to do so was rebuked as her opponent wrenched her entire figure to the left (Morphine?s POV), successfully extracting Morphine?s teeth from the side of her face in the process; Morphine could only hope that such an abrupt maneuver would ensue pain within the traitor since she?d have had to rip free of her grip. Let?s see that pretty face tattered to pieces. Morphine was no fool; she was more than aware that angles could make or break her, and with Cyanide out of harm?s way at a slight angle to her left, it was unacceptable. Thus, the pallid wench would both take a step backwards and pivot the second she felt her opponent tear to the left so that she could face her head-on, weight evenly distributed across her limbs and tail out to aide her in balance, dull claws grappling the earth as best they could for traction, and neck lowered to align her spinal column. Eyes would remain as slits though opened wide enough to enable her to assess her opponent?s movements and ears would stay pinned to her crown to keep them from becoming easy targets. Jaws would remain gaping in wait for her opponent, mandible still pressed to the curve of her neck to buffer any attempts by the renegade to grasp it, and teeth bared and at the ready. Then, her opponent would lunge in retaliation, jaws snaking forth to obtain a grip upon her own, but Morphine would not have it. To have her mandible within her adversary?s grasp would mean to forfeit her life, and she had no intention of doing so this early on in the battle ? no; she still hadn?t had the chance to truly maim the traitor just yet. Knees would dramatically bend to lower the wraith to the ground even more so than she already was (since she is smaller than Cyanide) to lower her adversary?s chances at grasping her mandible, and she would launch forth to meet her opponent halfway, pushing her weight to the front of her chest to hopefully meet the bottom center of her opponent?s own, intending to use the collision to keep her from falling to the earth and losing her balance. The traitor?s jaws would clamp down onto her top jaw (made possible with Morphine lowering herself during her lunge forward), incisors piercing the bridge of her muzzle and roof of her mouth, causing blood to ooze from the wounds and drops to cascade down her throat. The coppery taste of her own blood was bitter, and yet, a surge of pride coursed through her veins at the realization that she had a chance to grasp her opponent?s mandible and turn the tables; but she would do it right. Right forelimb (Morphine?s POV) would extend before the remainder of her body during her lunge forward to hopefully snake around the midsection of Cyanide?s neck with the intention to apply pressure to the back of her opponent?s neck towards herself to keep the dark woman?s skull close to her own, attempting to limit Cyanide?s chances of pulling away or releasing her grasp upon the top of her muzzle. Meanwhile, mandible would snap upwards with the intention to forcefully clamp down upon her adversary?s own in order to obtain a strong grasp upon it. She would make no movement to break the jaw just yet ? simply focused on seizing the lower jaw first and making the attack as painful as possible for the renegade. I ? II ? III ? IV ? V attacks morphine lowers herself and then launches straight forward with the intention to meet cyanide halfway, extending her right forelimb and attempting to snake it around cyanide's neck so that she may forcefully keep cyanide's skull near her own. meanwhile, her mandible snaps upward to catch cyanide's own, only attempting to obtain a strong grasp upon it. defenses lowers herself even more so than she already is because of her short height in order to redirect cyanide's attack to land upon her top jaw, eyes narrowed, ears pinned to crown, neck and tail aligned, mandible pressed to the curve of her neck, weight shifted to the front of her chest to collide with cyanide and keep herself from losing her balance upon impact. injuries minor puncture wounds on the back of her neck, moderate bleeding where cyanide has grasped her top jaw. pending impact injury. ooc okay sooo i didnt know if we were allowed to use pending injuries but i can't assume morphine hit cyanide so yeah >> |
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