Rachel sensed him before he dropped, torn by the equally powerful feelings of 'gotcha' and 'oh shit.' He was powerful, that was a given, after all, he wasn't burning ninety percent of his energy just to stay alive. The question was: was he more powerful than her? Theoretically they were evenly matched, same powers from the same source. There was just one problem.
Dude was huge. Even if they were matched power-wise, Rachel had forgotten how physically imposing her brother could be and with the armor... making a snap decision she tightened her shields, mental and physical, parried the blow with her psimitar, and darted for the forest below. It was out of the way and she could keep collateral damage down.
Once she landed, she turned to face him. "So. You're what that cute little baby grew up into. Knew I was making a mistake somewhere."
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Date: 2012-06-05 05:42 pm (UTC)Dude was huge. Even if they were matched power-wise, Rachel had forgotten how physically imposing her brother could be and with the armor... making a snap decision she tightened her shields, mental and physical, parried the blow with her psimitar, and darted for the forest below. It was out of the way and she could keep collateral damage down.
Once she landed, she turned to face him. "So. You're what that cute little baby grew up into. Knew I was making a mistake somewhere."