<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/RedAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Theraeve Valaim (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11557599#msg11557599)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Aes Sedai of the Red Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>n/a<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kalain<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Early Afternoon, Saven 6th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Training grounds<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>n/a<br/><hr/><br/>It was almost frightening how sharp Kal's reflexes were. Even though Theraeve was quite confident that she'd disguised her attack successfully and fooled him, the resilient bastard still somehow managed to whip an arm up in time, shielding himself partially from the force of the blow. Her heel did partially connect, so she thought - at least hoped - that it would have some effect, but any advantage would have been lost if she stood around idly, waiting for confirmation.<br/><br/>Reckless, perhaps, Theraeve committed fully to going in for the proverbial kill, looking to bury a knee into her opponent's now exposed gut. Not expecting Kal to recover so quickly, she was unprepared for the jarring backhand which caught her squarely across the jaw and put a damper on her offense. Seeing stars, she staggered a few steps to the side before nearly going down, but instead she was able to plant one hand against the ground to steady and push herself back up.<br/><br/>A few white specs floated around behind her eyes as hot pain flared all throughout the left half of her face, which would have been the perfect time for Kal to capitalize and try finishing her off, but luckily for her, he seemed more interested in being a patronizing ass. It was a silver lining of sorts, though Theraeve still felt a sting of humiliation at being lectured and toyed with in such a way. "What can I say, I love to gamble," she retorted dispassionately, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of knowing just how badly the blood was boiling in her veins. However, he'd certainly find a clue in her eyes if he cared to examine them intently enough.<br/><br/>Right now, the banter worked in Theraeve's favor as she regained her senses, which was the only reason she drew it out. "And almost any risk would seem worth it when weighed against the reward of shutting you up." Peeking her tongue out, she licked over the corner of her bottom lip and tasted blood where the flesh had been split. The taste had never really bothered her in and of itself, but getting bloodied by this self-aggrandizing prick most certainly did.<br/><br/>Feeling as if she'd sufficiently recovered, the Aes Sedai went back on the offensive once more as droplets of blood dripped down from his chin, leaving small stains in the sand as well as on her shirt, although the latter was almost the same color so they were hardly visible. Being more concerned with Kal's lightning fast counter attacks than before, Theraeve took a more cautious approach, using her speed to pester him with quick jabs (trying hard to keep from wincing every time she threw one) and leg kicks from a distance.<br/><br/>Constantly threatening to do more if she found a chink in his defense, her goal was to bait something out of him first - hopefully something that she could parry while getting inside his guard so that she could return the favor with palm strike to the bottom of his nose followed up by an elbow to the neck.