Calling the Hunt

[hisdivineshadow]

Celeste had been High Priestess for just over four months now, and although she had at first enjoyed the perks of the position, she discovered that they grew stale with time. There was certainly still satisfaction in having her orders carried out, and in watching others cower before her angry glare, but there was only so far she was willing to abuse her power, keeping in mind that it was only temporary and by next year she'd be right back among the rest of the priests. Some of whom held a grudge just as well as she did, or better.

She had begun wondering if the position was even worth the trouble, when reports of a new, radical cult had reached her ears. It was as if Soahc had decided to stir things up just for her sake! Grinning, she headed for the training room and warmed up, mind racing with all the wonderful thoughts of battles to come and violence to be inflicted.

[tuo]

"Hey! That's my equipment, get your own!" The sudden shout came from Drake who just walked into the training room. Truth be told he didn't really care about the equipment or anything like that, he just yelled that out to get into a fight with anybody willing to take the bait.

[hisdivineshadow]

Celeste's grin grew even wider. She turned and barked out, "That so, pantywaist? Come and take it, I dare you!" Her hands clenched into fists and squeezed, bringing a faint tingle of power as she activated her sign.

[tuo]

Drake grins at Celeste taking the bait, he managed to tick off the high priestess. What a great day. Without a word, he bunches his hands into fists and lunged at her, swinging to hit her in the stomach to knock the wind out of her.

[hisdivineshadow]

Charging in as always. With a flick of her finger she sent a telekinetic shove into his midsection, to unbalance him. Spinning to one side, she brought a knee up at his stomach to follow up the psychic blow with a more intimately physical one. "Ha!"

[tuo]

Drake grunted as he felt the air get knocked out of him but he is able to twist and swing his head at her forehead.

[hisdivineshadow]

Celeste clenched her teeth and took the headbutt straight on, staggering back slightly but laughing in spite of the pain -- or maybe because of it. "Ha! Is that all?" she taunted, shifting her feet and swinging a right hook at his jaw before dancing back.

[tuo]

Drake stumbled back a couple steps before shaking his head. "Damn, not a bad hook from a chick." He clenched his fists again before throwing a blast of heated air at her head in place of lobbing deadly flames. With her eyes hopefully closed against that attack he grabs a staff from off the wall and throws it at her.

[hisdivineshadow]

Celeste cursed quietly, holding up a hand to shield her eyes and the other to try to ward off whatever his next attack was. Unfortunately for her, the staff wasn't something she could deflect blind, and it hit her chest with a solid thud before clattering to the floor.

She snarled, holding one hand to her bruised ribs, and ducked low, grabbing for the fallen weapon. Gripping it at one end, she swung out and upward, using its reach to fend him off while she worked to regain momentum.

[tuo]

Drake tried to keep away from the staff as he murmured the chant to help tap into his signs before pointing hands at her, throwing out gouts of smoke and embers at her.

[hisdivineshadow]

In a brief moment, Celeste assessed the situation and considered her options from a tactical standpoint. Sometimes it was best to sidestep such an attack, avoiding any harm and attacking one's opponent from an unexpected angle. And sometimes it was best to take it head-on, shrugging off the pain in order to strike back with maximum force. Though, 'head-on' wasn't always meant to be taken quite so literally.

She charged, thrusting herself forward by strength of muscle combined with telekinesis, and their heads collided again with a loud crack.

[tuo]

At the crack, Drake's fell back on the floor, too stunned to cry out in pain even if he wanted to..which he didn't. After a moment he recovered enough to slowly sit up and groan. "What the hell was that?"

[hisdivineshadow]

Celeste slowly rose from where she, too, had fallen. Though she moved a little gingerly from the accumulated pain of the fight, there was a smile on her face. "That," she answered with a levity that was only slightly strained, "was fun." After a moment's consideration, she offered him a hand up. He deserved that much, at least.

[tuo]

Drake peered at her hand as though it might turn into a snake a moment before accepting it and pulls self up groggily. "Yeah, sucks to lose though.."

[hisdivineshadow]

Celeste snorted. "Of course it does. But what's important isn't really how much you win, but how much you make it count." She gave him an appraising look. "What do you know about the Witch Hunters?"