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+ | The geometric motion succeeds with some effort, turning those tips into obstacles ve has to flow around, somehow less convenient to work with than before. Some of ver rotated self that the other had manipulated could maybe reach toward them and pull them back, but those parts of ver are trapped between a lot of matter | ||
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+ | Interrupting any of ver potential ponderings on the matter is another punch of sharp pain, this time easy to identify in the source - one of ver fleshself' | ||
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+ | Ver elbow connects with the avatar of the other one and it jerks back, the motion also disturbing ver own posture, given its hold on her. A deep hiss accompanies its reaction, which is to reach toward ver elbow in an attempt to grasp it and crush it down against the ground in disregard for the shoulder joint - after all, it's not relevant to its experiment that its sample can in turn move its limbs. Breaking the shoulder would be a welcome side-effect, | ||
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+ | The other one jerks its hand away, but not quite rapidly enough - ver flesh fingers find the bottle and scratch against it sufficiently to tear it out of the older one's hand. Stray droplets flick through the air, but the majority of it spills away from them both as it clatters against the ground. The stray droplets are enough for the other to let ver go for a brief moment, though, rearing back. | ||
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+ | Behind ver, the darkness recedes from the broken line of water ver motion paints into the room, blotches of avoidance puncturing a consciously dissolved avatar, turning the other one's corporeal appearance into a pattern, an inkblot, a surreal shadow. Only for an instant. Then, with anger yelled soundlessly into ver conscience, pummeling ver thoughts, the other sweeps toward ver like a crashing wave, sharp-edged sheets of black converging toward ver flesh hands. | ||
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