Posted by brz. BARAQEL; on August 19, 2008, 10:27 pm brz. B A R A Q E L
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And then, there’s an explosion of lightning and a tremendous clap of thunder which shakes the ground like the coming of the Apocalypse.
Stealth, you see, is for pansies.
Baraqel knows Maverick. He can feel his Fire – the same Fire that courses with Lightning through Baraqel’s veins – and he recognizes him. Personally, Baraqel likes Maverick. But what doesn’t’ kill you makes you stronger, which technically means that Baraqel is working toward his friend’s betterment. Provided nothing goes seriously wrong.
Baraqel approaches at a swift canter, his long legs devouring the ground in easy bounds. He comes roughly head-on at this point, because he trusts that Maverick has sense. And don’t worry, Maverick probably knows he’s coming. Baraqel did just blow a crater in the Krieg’s eastern border. Lightning crackles on his skin as he comes, wild abandon in his amber eyes, static shuddering between the whipping strands of his crimson mane. When he’s about three strides away from Maverick (head on or at a slight angle to his shoulder, he doesn’t care) he slows, shifts his weight to his haunches and at the same time jerks his muzzle carelessly sideways.
As he does so, a bolt of Lightning explodes in front of Maverick, like a gunshot across a ship’s bow.
Now, instinctively, Maverick is going to want to get away from the flash of light, the sizzling air and the loud explosion of air molecules directly in front of his face. Chances are, he’ll swing his head and neck and forehand to the right, away from Baraqel and the Lightning. He could also throw his head skyward. Doesn’t matter; the point is, Maverick is probably distracted. And if he’s not, then he’s struck in the nose with Lightning. They say the best fake-out is a knockout punch that doesn’t connect. But in any case, Baraqel’s weight is shifted to his haunches, and he pinions his forelegs together and aims to crash through whatever unfortunate portion of Maverick’s left foreleg is nearest him.
If Maverick is pulling to the right (likely,) Baraqel will hit the side of Maverick’s knee, forcing it down and to the right and likely obliterating the joint entirely. He is, after all, coming with considerable momentum at a downward angle. If Maverick throws his head straight up, then Baraqel will hit the front of the foreleg, hitting either cannon bone or knee and decimating each. Problem? Yes.
But he doesn’t stop.
His Fire leaps to Maverick’s own, and the air between them is hotter than Ni’Srilan in August.
Baraqel, with his (harmless?) pyromaniac tendencies, enjoys this.
He shoves past Maverick’s left shoulder, his own left shoulder against Maverick and he keeps going. Then, he tilts his haunches back and delivers a ferocious double-barrel kick to Maverick’s upper foreleg region and whatever the hell he manages to hit. It could be the upper forelimb. This would crush the triceps muscle and further mutilate an already-damaged leg. He could hit the elbow, or he could even hit the ribs in that area. Getting hit in the ribs is not a pleasant experience – Maverick will be left unable to breathe, and will experience debilitating pain for the rest of the battle. If Maverick speeds forward, Baraqel will hit that knee again, and will probably destroy it entirely. If he tries to rear, the same thing will happen. If he tries to swerve away, he will not escape Baraqel’s left hoof.
And then, the firestarter-stallion’s hooves return to earth and he launches himself away, reveling in the facility of the footing.
He turns at a canter to face Maverick again, every muscle bunched and trembling with electric energy, prepared to respond to whatever the fire-stallion throws at him.
Dewy spring mornings, to him, just lend themselves to destroying things.
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