Stretch it Out (Aryn/Open)

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Nope!"

He grinned and lowered the wall once Leon would shock her.

"Not the best at riddles are you?"

[Aryn Valcoph]

Don't drop that flame, Aryn--

"Shit."

She tried to summon it back before she was zapped again, rushing forwards a few steps, 'cause it was getting harder to hold onto it.

"Mind's on different things."

She took the path with the one mark, grumbling under her breath for the moment.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Wanna talk about it?"

He teased as he followed along.

[Aryn Valcoph]

"Talk? Nah, I'd go for a good, old-fashioned demonstration. Whether you're included or not depends."

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Demonstration huh?"

He tapped his foot and a pillar would shoot out of the stone wall to slam in to Aryn pretty damn hard.

"Like that?"

[Mr. Kaar]

Thats the right path, finally she'd make two more turns and she'd be at the exit.

[Aryn Valcoph]

Aryn, even trying to move faster, spun as she was not quite caught, not quite clipped, by the pillar. Thankfully, even though it almost went out, her flame lived.

Just barely. It might have seemed like it went out, depending on if they saw it or not but--nope, let's go. For the first turn or so, Aryn carried on, holding her side. By the time got halfway to the exit, however, jogging, 'cause screw this, she was feeling...better.

Definitely not fresh, like when she had started.

[Mr. Kaar]

"Made it out then... Good job."

Leon would say with a thumbs up.

"Which one next? Rubble or waterfall?"

He'd ask Aryn, who would be allowed a moment to release her Qi.

[Aryn Valcoph]

And he'd receive a poke in the side in response to the thumbs up.

Aryn's eyes shifted between the two, and then the two men. Her flame had been extinguished, during the slight respite.

"...screw it. Rubble first."

Save the 'best' for last, probably. Maybe.

It was all challenges, anyway. She could only guess as to what she'd have to do for this one...

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Oh shoot, I was hoping to keep playing with you. Maybe later."

He would go and find a place to sit down, and wait.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon would walk with Aryn over to the what looked like pitchers mound showing her where to stand. Leon would walk fifteen yards to the pile of rubble.

"This one is rather simple. I'm going to throw chunks of rubble at you... Take them out before they hit you."

Leon would pick one up.

"Tell me when your ready."

And if she said she was ready Leon would hurl the rock full power right at her.

Str: 119

[Aryn Valcoph]

"Knew it."

Crap. She sighed, shifting her feet on the mound of dirt to get a better footing. She looked up, bringing an intense flame into being. How was she going to accomplish this...

She nodded, attempting to at least mentally brace herself and clear her mind of all those little, distracting, sexy[/s] thoughts. Her first shot was an attempt to melt through the center and break it befor--

She completely underestimated the strength and speed, however, and hardly managed to shift before it hit her shoulder, sending her reeling to the ground with muffled, spat curses, her vision coming and going. She picked herself up, pretty damn sure her arm was numb and useless for the next challenge, too.

"Need a new game plan for this..."

She moved back into position.[/font]

[Zack Asiv]

Once Aryn was in position again Leon would pick up another piece and hurl that mother fucker like before. In fact, he would continue this process ten times total.

[Aryn Valcoph]

--the bloody hell?!--

NopenopenopenopeNOPE!

She managed to knock the first off-course from a bit of quick thinking. The second veered slightly, but clipped her shoulder again, sending her stumbling back - "Asshole." - but remaining on her feet.

Of course this meant she caught the third full-on...did something snap? Aryn let out a hissing breath, with something akin to a screech through her teeth at the end. Yep. Collarbone was broken.

But she really didn't want to stay down--definitely NOT A GOOD IDEA, OH GOD, INCOMING--so she rolled and pushed back up despite the pain and snake-y black lines wavering in front of her eyes, not looking to see just how far that rock in particular buried itself into the ground.

The fifth she managed to send wide, and moved back to where she was supposed to be, only to be sent back again with another yelled curse as the sixth hit her hip, same side as her broken collarbone. She didn't go down, this time, but was in no small amount of pain.

Lesson: not so much power for one, just misdirect it slightly.

The rest to the eleventh were dealt with better. Not perfectly, but better; glaring and using the pain, anger, and other emotions to hang on to her power. She had several deep, some superficial, slices from where the rocks cut through her skin, but she'd survived.

...so far.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon would nod and walk over to inspect her wounds. Breaks, and cuts... Deffinitly bruising.

"You have a five minute break. Then we move on to the waterfall."

He'd go to sit next to the waterfall and wait.