deercountry | clashing tens and hundreds of times / a light from tens and hundreds of years ago

Who: Childe and Lumine
What: Lumine chooses violence this month and Childe happily obliges while dealing with Moon Presence stuff
When: December!
Where: The Gate

Content Warnings: they're just fighting and yelling at each other so idk if something comes up we'll put it in the subject line

[Trudging through the snow, Childe makes his way over to The Gate, his favorite place in all of Trench. He's easily found there, frequenting it whenever he can when he's not doing his odd jobs. Today the seats are empty, as there's no grand show of Hunters that take on monsters today, leaving it open for people to train. He's hoping someone who's particularly strong is available for sparring today, having finally had a good night's rest from the monstrosities that occurred during the previous month.

As he arrives, he beelines to where he can usually meet an unsuspecting Hunter to try to spar with him. But to his surprise, he sees a familiar face waiting for him instead. He tilts his head, before approaching her.]

Well well, I certainly wasn't expecting to find you here. Were you waiting for me?

[It's...a bit strange, it's not like her to show up here and wait for him. She's never done that before.]

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[Her foot catches his own, and he's forced to to use the momentum she's created by unbalancing his foot to skid across the floor, looking as if he's hydroplaning across the floor to avoid all the constructs that pop up out of the ground. He looks up at the whirlwind and grins. Finally, she's putting out some good attacks for him to have to deal with. This will truly never get old for him.

He wonders what her next move will be, as the tornado blocks his view of her since she's following up right behind it. It's most likely a distraction, and given her consistent impatience, he doubts she'll wait for him to deal with the tornado to strike. But from where?]

Heheheheheh....

[His laugh is coated with bloodlust, and he chooses to eat the tornado, letting it slam into his hydro barrier that goes up to protect him from the gale that batters at it. It threatens to pick him up and toss him, and as the tornado ends and his barrier is shattered, he throws his hands out as a surge of hydro energy blasts out from his core to send anything coming at him flying away.]

[ his laughter irritates her, just as much as his inane prattle. and there's really nothing more that she wants than to silence him completely to restore her peace of mind.

lumine knows what's coming next when she glimpses the barrier through the tornado, raising another construct to block the blast he sends her way. but even before her wall crumbles from the force of the blast, she's sprinting towards him while avoiding the wet patches on the floor. instead, she runs her blade along the ground, sending electro energy running down her sword and along the watery path left by the blast towards him, while her hand gathers anemo energy to swirl the two elements around him.

honestly, using hydro on her when she can use electro is stupid. but he should know that already, having control over electro energy himself, and she would be surprised if that even catches him off-guard. still, unwilling to give him any kind of quarter, she pushes in closer, slashing at him with her sword. ]

[He starts moving too, aware that she would probably try to take advantage of the pools on the ground left by his defensive move. There's only one safe place from the electricity that now races along the floor, and it's up. He has to wait for the perfect opportunity, or she'll certainly catch on to what he's about to do. He charges forward, also avoiding the puddles as best he can.

The focused energy in her palm is difficult to deal with in this moment, another attack he's also forced to take the brunt of as anemo, hydro and electro slams into him. It hurts, the pain of it reminding him of how alive he is, threatening to shut down his body completely with the voltage. He can smell his own seared skin. No doubt there would be some internal damage that he'll need to have looked at, but for now the goal is clear.

Riding off of adrenaline and the rush of feeling death loom over him, he meets her but doesn't try to parry; in fact, he chooses to vault over her, to avoid more electric shocks that the floor provides. As he soars over, one of the spikes in the handle of his blade is thrust downwards to make a small puncture into the top of her shoulder, feeding the sleeping poison into her as he lands behind. The follow up is quick, spinning quickly and moving back into melee range expecting an attack to his back from her.]

[ it all happens too quickly.

lumine notices right away the tensing of his legs when they finally meet, reacting with an arc of purple energy towards him. it misses him by a hair, her eyes darting as he vaults over her, and she whirls around to attack him the moment that he lands back on his feet.

—and then she staggers as the poison runs through her bloodstream, immediately taking effect. her entire body starts shutting down once more, limbs and eyelids heavy. her head swims once more, her vision fogging and blurring as sleep attempts to embrace her fully. still, she struggles to remain standing for one long moment, even as her sword weighs her down. ]

You—

[ the next moment, she's tipping over, unable to fight off slumber, festering desire disappearing into flurry of gold. ]

[While she's still conscious, he only looks at her, face expressionless. He'd told her that her next mistake would be her last, at least for today. He doesn't taunt her, mock her, or anything- he only sweeps his arm in to catch her as she falls, the fight over. He sighs, picking her up once more and finding a seat in the arena to set her down in for a moment while he grabs his Omni out of his pocket to contact Aether. He'll need to know where they lived so he can take her home, and time is of the essence since he'd upped the dosage but wasn't too sure of how long she'd be out. No time to wait for him to get here.

And he'd prefer to be gone long before she wakes up.

Once arrangements are made, and both their jackets and scarves are secured, he'll head off. His feet crunch silently in the snow as he carries her in his arms back to her home, looking down at her, sleeping soundly. He has plenty of time to think about how on earth they arrived at this point, shaking his head. He supposes a lot has happened. It's been stressful for everyone. He hopes that she'll cool down a little before he sees her again, but he knows that probably won't be the case.

Either way, he'll get her home to her brother for the time being.]

clashing tens and hundreds of times / a light from tens and hundreds of years ago

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