Oh, but now that she's seen his quickness, she can move to anticipate it. Corwin laughs as all his dagger catches are a few strands of her hair, then turns to face her, reaching out with a deft swiftness and catching his vest buttons in midair.
She may be showing him up, but he's having the time of his life, so she'll see no complaints from him.
"More than appropriate, Madam Dove. A game well played."
He flips the button up into the air like a coin, catching it and covering it with his hand as though he was playing a game of chance.
She watches him flip the button. "A game within a game now, is it?" She asks with one eyebrow raising in interest, and if it must be said, amusement. Entertaining enemies are the best kind to have, after all, since they always keep things interesting. That said, she keeps her eyes focused on him and not his hand and the hidden button. Entertainment is no excuse for a lack wariness, especially so slippery a foe as this. "An odd game indeed, to be played when I don't know the stakes. But as they say fortune favours the bold. Heads it is!"
And if fortune does not favour her, she'll simply change it, as any good hero can do when the going gets tough.
The thing is, the button/coin flip is just a chaotic diversion, to distract his opponent and get her to lower her guard. Whether fortune favors her or not, it's hard to say, for as soon as she calls heads, Corwin smiles. "Heads, then. A good choice!"
And, without further ado, he uses his kinetic magic to send the button flying at incredible speed towards the center of her forehead, aiming to hit her right between the eyes. While she's distracted by this, he turns and attempts to make his getaway.
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Oh, but now that she's seen his quickness, she can move to anticipate it. Corwin laughs as all his dagger catches are a few strands of her hair, then turns to face her, reaching out with a deft swiftness and catching his vest buttons in midair.
She may be showing him up, but he's having the time of his life, so she'll see no complaints from him.
"More than appropriate, Madam Dove. A game well played."
He flips the button up into the air like a coin, catching it and covering it with his hand as though he was playing a game of chance.
"Whichever shall it be? Heads or tails?"
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And if fortune does not favour her, she'll simply change it, as any good hero can do when the going gets tough.
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And, without further ado, he uses his kinetic magic to send the button flying at incredible speed towards the center of her forehead, aiming to hit her right between the eyes. While she's distracted by this, he turns and attempts to make his getaway.