Envidia's Crest [Veralia/Open]

The taller of the two Arrancar was a little slow that time and took the palm strike directly, feeling an unpleasant feeling of pain from her stomach. She was not made of paper though and Sabriel was durable enough to take such blows although the lavender haired woman might have to think carefully about what she was going to eat next. Her regeneration was also rather good so she was not overly worried and kept her guard up as well as she could. Veralia was rather hard to catch though and Sabriel mused that she was going to have to use her other powers, sooner rather than later.

“As much as I love my form, I must admit that a little more muscle would not hurt. Maybe I could actually end up on top for a change.” She replied in good humour once again. Sabriel wished that she was actually joking but the truth did seem to be that she was playing the submissive role more often than not. “You have certainly done a good job bulking Stella up.”

There was no time for anything else though as the balas were soon closing in. Clicking her tongue, Sabriel was forced to use her Sonida again, in order to get away. The problem was that using it took a fair amount of energy as well. There was no real option though.

As a counter, she would unleash one of her favourite techniques, summoning a pair of purple chains that would attempt to grasp hold of the swift moving woman. They were coated with lust and should Veralia feel their touch then she might just find an assault on her emotions rather than her body. Such were Sabriel and her abilities, one and the same.

“Sonido has always been rather taxing for me.” Sabriel answered honestly, confirming Veralia’s observation. “I can cast my abilities with ease but when it comes to movement, I just find myself winded after a few attempts. It should be graceful but for me it just causes problems. It is something I must improve though as I struggle with close range combat anyway. A kiss and a cuddle cannot get me out of every encounter, I know that much.”

Attempting to use her high speed movement again, Sabriel would briefly vanish, appearing to the side of Veralia in order to fire a purple coloured Bala in her direction. The latter was far easier to do than the former, with Sabriel feeling another kick in the energy reserves. There must be an easier way of using the ability without her having to cripple herself using it. Was it even her body that was the problem? What if it was something in her technique or mind? Whatever it was, it irritated the dark haired Arrancar just a bit. A little more speed would be so useful for her if she came across any enemies in the future.

Landing on the sand with about as much grace as she could, Sabriel would glance up at the circle of fire that Veralia had created. It seemed a simple enough task although rather than just rush into it, the dark haired Arrancar would simply pause and wait for a moment or two, thinking deeper over what she was about to do. Doing her utmost to take Veralia’s advice to heart, she would focus completely on where she wished to be rather than how quickly she could get there.

Taking a deep breath, she would then vanish again, moving towards the location, her eyes focused entirely on her journey rather than the destination. It would end up being a rather slow attempt in truth but when she did reappear, Sabriel was almost directly in the centre of the circle, feeling just a little less winded by the attempt. The desire Arrancar certainly did not think it was a perfect Sonido by any means but maybe it was a start.

Turning to Veralia, she would comment. “It did feel rather different that time.”

The example was useful and Sabriel was more than willing to try what Veralia was asking of her. Anything that could help her with her most dreaded of all skills was worth considering in her opinion. She had to admit that her friend was rather gifted when it came to teaching and the dark haired Arrancar could begin to understand just how Stella had developed so well. The petite woman was direct but not overly harsh, seeming to have found the right balance when it came to instruction.

Following her friend’s advice, Sabriel would take a breath, visualise her path and then exhale, attempting to activate her Sonido at that moment. She felt more at ease as the ability took hold and in those moments where moved, a sense of calm fell upon her. Until those blasted Bala came into range anyway, when it became rather more difficult to control what she was doing.

This part might just be a pain.

Using Veralia’s advice to her advantage once more, Sabriel would rely on her senses and the energy around her in order to weave her way through the bala. She was still not particularly graceful just yet but the Arrancar was able to at least avoid colliding with every obstacle in her path. The dark haired woman should have studied Sonido years ago, she knew that but her attention had always been captivated by the other Hollow arts. She considered herself fortunate that up until now, her lack of training in the speed art had not come back to bite her.

It was after the third or fourth bala that she began to truly connect with the idea and her movements began to change from clunky to more like her usual casual way of behaving. She would start to dance around the bala with more confidence although she did almost regret it as one passed awfully close, singeing some of her hair and causing an annoyed look to cross her features.

“These bala are a real pain in the backside.” Sabriel commented as she moved.