Arina almost laughed, seeing Melina so nervous. Apparently, her assumption was right. Giggling softly, Arina assumes her normal fighting stance - one leg stretched outward, entirely straight , while the other remained near her body, bent at the knee, both of her hands near her body in fists. Arina'd feel a bit guilty hurting her too much..So, she'd just rough her up a little bit first. Taking off sprinting towards Melina, a playful grin in her eyes, Arina attempts to jump - one leg aimed to hook behind Melina's neck, one of her hands bending her arm back, while her thigh slips over the top of Melina's head, pushing it down - but the hold on Melina's arm stopped her from falling, and she'd no doubt feel *quite* a strain on her neck if Arina cinched her hold - Melina would have to put one hand down on the floor to ease the pain if Arina succeded, and the girl wished to stay conscious.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah, nice to meet you, Name's Arina! Nothing personal, but i'm gonna win this!" Arina beckons, as she peers around the Arena, looking for anything of use..<br/><br/>(( http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=378087 Capture Roll : 3<br/>(( http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=378092 Damage Roll : 10