<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Kashsistersmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana & Lakashtari<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Temple<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Aphelion, Renilda<br/><hr/><br/>"Wow."<br/>"Those hips..."<br/>The colonnade ahead of Lakashtari took a minotaur-shaped bullet and bowed with a crack. "Could take a pounding?" Frictionless shoes made to tread waxed high school halls without squeaking up a storm slid down to the lowest point of the bow, and her hands shot down to catch her sister in mid-leap.<br/>"Told you it wasn't a medusa."<br/>"Nnh!" Neither of them was all that strong, separately. But give Kashana the crumbling fang of a broken column to kick, and Lakashtari good footing to guide her swing, and they were magnificent together.<br/>"Hup." A moment later, the colonnade gave, but by then they were already running along the beam in the sky, giving chase to the minotaur Aphelion had knocked into next Tuesday.<br/><br/>"Don't see her," said Lakashtari. How far had they ranged already from Aphelion and Renilda? They were too independent for their own good.<br/>"Ok. Give me a sec." They paused together. Lakashtari was her sister's keeper as Kashana's eyes went white and her consciousness broadcast out in invisible radio waves. A pulse, and a crackle of white-hot electricity. The air became so energized with thoughtwave that gravity died and her hair began to drift and wave, her heavy breasts buoyed in zero G. "Ffffuck me, this is ten different kinds of crazy."<br/><br/>It was disorienting as the worst drug trip, translating psychic feedback to senses oriented to the physical world. Motion sickness didn't begin to cover the dizzying disconnect. If Lakashtari hadn't been there to hold her hand, she might've tumbled from the colonnade like a ragdoll and broken her neck. "I feel... something."<br/>"Is she ready to surrender?"<br/>"I dunno." Color rushed back to Kashana's eyes. She led her sister to where they might find a humbled minotaur.