[BATTLE PRP] [1 V 1] Princess Brawl (Belladonna/ Molly) FIN!

[Lucyal]

Molly blinked in surprise, tensing as Belladonna suddenly charged her…only to run past her?

The young woman’s curls whipped around as she looked over her shoulder at the fleeing witch. Oh…oh goodness, no! She was going to start a fight and then run away from it? That wasn’t very nice at all! Molly’s brows furrowed, and with Vaska’s hearty encouragement, she immediately sped off after the witch, hopping over a root as she followed her. She managed to cut the witch off before she got too far into the forest, with a speed that was rather impressive, considering the giant weapon she was carting around.

HP: 32/40
DMG: - -
Charge: 0/3 ; 1/2 spent

Action: Pursuing! Higher roll, Belladonna is stopped for now  

[Lucyal]

Standing in the witch’s way, Molly frowned deeply.

Well, she had her stopped, for now, and Molly was going to try and continue what the witch had started. The young woman lifted her lance, sharply bringing it up and around…only to get it caught against a tree. Molly yelped as she jerked on the handle of her weapon, trying to wedge it free. Gosh darn it! Tree bark and metal ridges did not make a good combination!

Seemed like if Belladonna wanted to get away again…now would really be a good time.

HP: 32/40
DMG: 0 (miss of course, after that epic stop roll XD)
Charge: 0/3 ; 1/2 spent

AyeAvast

Gotta traumatize Belladonna a bit more, of course! : D Couldn’t let her get away that easily <3

 

[AyeAvast]

Of course, Belladonna was running much too slowly to get away, so she wasn't altogether too surprised when Molly jumped in her path. For a moment she had been startled when the girl lifted up the lance, but when it got caught in the tree bark, the witch didn't waste any time. She took a shaking breath and darted around the girl and deeper into the woods.
Everything still ached and she just couldn't find it within herself to run faster, but she could only hope it'd be fast enough.
She just had to get away.

HP: 8
Belladonna has chosen to run! ...Again!

Lucyal

Oh naturally! It might have been disappointing if Molly had let her get away! XD

 

[Lucyal]

Molly, somehow, managed to wretch her weapon free of the tree it was caught in, and once again, pursued the witch. It was too easy to do so, egged on by Vaska’s goading for more FEAR and for the desire to show her not to pick fights that she couldn’t handle. Besides, wouldn’t her superiors be upset if she could have done more but didn’t?

The Mist trainee cut Belladonna off again, and raised her weapon…

HP: 32/40
DMG: - -
Charge: 0/3 ; 1/2 spent

Action: Pursuing! Higher roll, Belladonna is stopped for now  

[Lucyal]

Molly swung her lance at the witch, trying to knock her back towards the Haunted House…but only ended up getting it caught in another tree trunk.

The young woman looked incredibly dismayed at this. “Oh, butterscotch!” She whined, trying to tug her weapon free again. Molly did know, though, that she couldn’t pursue Belladonna that much further, lest she risk getting herself lost and into bigger trouble. She was by herself, after all.

HP: 32/40
DMG: 0
Charge: 0/3 ; 1/2 spent

AyeAvast

Goodness, she keeps missing LOL. It's a sign.

 

[AyeAvast]

Jack DAMN IT!

This girl just did not give up. But she was also incredibly inexperienced if she kept getting her stupid lance stuck on trees. For that, Belladonna was grateful.
But her gratitude for the situation didn't help her any if she couldn't run any faster. She jumped past the girl and tried to sprint, but the leaves of the forest floor tripped her and she slid to one knee for a moment that seemed to last altogether too long.

Please, just stop chasing me. She thought to herself as she darted up and away again. Hecate, this was a stupid idea.

HP: 8
Belladonna has chosen to run... Again... Again...

Lucyal

 

[Lucyal]

With another tug, Molly managed to pry her lance loose. She shouldered the giant weapon, head whipping back to where Belladonna was getting away. She almost went after her…almost. A worried glance back at the Haunted House told her she was getting further away from it, and that was very much a bad thing.

Now, despite how much Vaska was still trying to goad her, she stopped, and watched as Belladonna fled. She felt…pretty good of herself, actually! She had sent one of those creatures running. She had done that. Molly kept her hazel eyes on the witch until she was out of sight, and only then did she turn around and headed back to the Haunted House, and back to the portal that would take her home.

AyeAvast

Wrap tag on my end : D <3

 

[AyeAvast]

Though it was hard to keep her breathing steady, Belladonna managed to keep her frantic breathing to just low enough to hear if the girl was chasing her or not. After a whole minute of nothing, the witch chanced a look over her shoulder.
She's not... She's not still chasing me? She wondered and actually faltered to a stop. Unless she was planning a sneak attack, the witch was alone in the woods.
But then again, maybe not.

Belladonna jumped back to a run and though she wasn't sure where she was going or what direction would lead her back to the school, she just ducked her head down and tried not to plow into any trees.
That had been ridiculous!
Were all Hunters like that? Did they all attack so fiercely and without reason? And why did that little girl have such a giant weapon when Belladonna only had her FEAR, which didn't even work properly?

As the witch ran, her mind rolled.
It wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair.
Hunters got to use their FEAR against them, while she could only slap and punch. Maybe it would have gone better if the witch had remembered her cards earlier, but why did that small girl get to be so powerful? And how could Belladonna get stronger?
A strange clicking noise made the witch look up and she realized she had run straight into a portal and was unknowingly running through one of Amityville's halls.
Now that she was home, now that she was safe, Belladonna allowed herself to get angry.

Hunters had hurt her friends, her loved ones, her schoolmates. They had almost hurt her.
And now that she had tussled with one, she knew what they were capable of.
Armed with such a knowledge, the witch turned back toward her dorm room and seethed. She was angry over her failure, over how unjust it had all seemed, but mostly she was angry over the fact that the girl had been rude and refused to give any information.

It just isn't fair.

Lucyal

Woot, woot! Battle over! Thanks for the fun battle!