A fair bit more now that I know you're not going to cheat.
[Which is mostly said to annoy him with the imprecision of the word. Rosalind keeps moving, and now she's getting the hang of it: she appears and disappears at a far faster rate, visible for only half a second before vanishing and appearing elsewhere.
It isn't effortless. She's panting even now, her heart pounding hard as her body tries to cope with the sudden exertion she's putting it through. She's not going to be able to last, and that's as fascinating as it is irritating.
So. Best to make these last few minutes count, right? He's following her with eerie precision, appearing and disappearing in all the same spots she has. And as they've already established she can keep up and outpace him long distances . . .
Hm. How fast is she, exactly, compared to him?
It happens in an instant, too quick to comprehend: she vanishes from one place, reappears in another, and then forces herself back precisely the way she came, standing only an inch or so away from where she'd first been. He ought to be here in an instant, only a few inches away-- unless, of course, his reflexes are quicker, and he knows to dodge her.]
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[Which is mostly said to annoy him with the imprecision of the word. Rosalind keeps moving, and now she's getting the hang of it: she appears and disappears at a far faster rate, visible for only half a second before vanishing and appearing elsewhere.
It isn't effortless. She's panting even now, her heart pounding hard as her body tries to cope with the sudden exertion she's putting it through. She's not going to be able to last, and that's as fascinating as it is irritating.
So. Best to make these last few minutes count, right? He's following her with eerie precision, appearing and disappearing in all the same spots she has. And as they've already established she can keep up and outpace him long distances . . .
Hm. How fast is she, exactly, compared to him?
It happens in an instant, too quick to comprehend: she vanishes from one place, reappears in another, and then forces herself back precisely the way she came, standing only an inch or so away from where she'd first been. He ought to be here in an instant, only a few inches away-- unless, of course, his reflexes are quicker, and he knows to dodge her.]