~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~

"You're right, 'witch' is too much of a compliment for you." He grinned smugly.

Dark Neytiri's body dropped, unconscious, blood welling from her head where Austin had hit her. Bridgett's form materialized not far. "I've been called worse." Taking Neytiri's scythe from her hands, her jet black wings that were tucked against her back were revealed. "Believe me, witch is the greatest thing I've been called." Bridgett replied, with the exact amount of smugness Austin had used. She grinned twistedly, Neytiri's eyes snapping open and she wailed in pain.
 
Dark Neytiri's body dropped, unconscious, blood welling from her head where Austin had hit her. Bridgett's form materialized not far. "I've been called worse." Taking Neytiri's scythe from her hands, her jet black wings that were tucked against her back were revealed. "Believe me, witch is the greatest thing I've been called." Bridgett replied, with the exact amount of smugness Austin had used. She grinned twistedly, Neytiri's eyes snapping open and she wailed in pain.


"Finally, a real battle." Austin snarled, smirking.

Several soldiers rushed in and grabbed Neytiri, carrying her away.
 
The soldiers rushed Neytiri to the med cabin.
Austin growled. "You make the first move."

Neytiri let out another wail, the backshadow in her eyes still there.

Within a mere moment, Bridgett was on the creature's shoulders, raising her staff to stab hard into the weak spot of everything- the back of the neck, where the brains nerves were. "Remember, Austin. The more you hurt me, the more you hurt Neytiri. That microchip os still in her arm, and it does not leave until I die." She whispered, grinning twistedly.
 
Neytiri let out another wail, the backshadow in her eyes still there.
Within a mere moment, Bridgett was on the creature's shoulders, raising her staff to stab hard into the weak spot of everything- the back of the neck, where the brains nerves were. "Remember, Austin. The more you hurt me, the more you hurt Neytiri. That microchip os still in her arm, and it does not leave until I die." She whispered, grinning twistedly.


Austin crushed Bridgett against a nearby tree, knocking the staff from her hands. He didn't respond, just grabbed the staff, holding it away from her.
 

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