8 ▫ Close Enough ▫
"Surround her!" A shout from the blue sentries on the other lane seemed to be looking at her furiously. She cannot let a mere sentry and the rest of them catch her as more or less plan on blocking the way out from the zone. Her grin gradually faded out from her face. This time, she was pissed. Pissed not because of the sentries but it was due to the time. She would not allow herself to mess out her schedule. Thirty glimmers would be enough to ruin her.
'East.' Apart from sorting things out inside her thoughts with the 'No plan', the escaping route should be risk worthy. She even felt that the sentries got no other options so they rushed in together to deliver her with the item back to safety at the main building. She guessed that they must be lucky enough to viciously circle her now. The strategy might hold her back a little, however, the sentries forgot – they just exposed their witness to her, with the area surrounding it was easy for her to attract one object from their own plan. And she already has discovered a scheme. It was a seamless commercial for her to make a small performance. That was the simple piece she could do to distract them. She could be a 'Wide-ranging space ideal' if the elders and the being responsible for her allowed her to register for earth young space trading luminaries. Still, the past recall was hopeless.
"Alright, I guess it is time for me to surrender." She stated that half of the sentries that were on the white and black side did not dare believe in her statement. Yet, the blues move forward. At the least, some of them were stress-free to bait out.
Waiting for the blues to tie her wrist with their weapon, through her narrow eyes she glanced in the opposite side but saw not one being on her headquarters so far. The black and white sentries did not notice her eyes; they were distracted at her weapon. Studying weapons means learning the target soft points. That was always said.
'What is making them late to come here? The backups should be on their way.' She can summon another call again but calling for them entails some slight work. By letting her mind talk 'Get me.' Retelling the thought five times before they got her message was some effort, really. Which made her rethink that she has reasons why at some point she would not want to contact the others to aid on. Expecting was another term for irrational soreness. She had been balanced on how should she connect with the different beings until she comprehended that she despised it. Despising it so that when she starts talking, everything afterward will go wrong. At some time. Either way, she would not be surprised if nobody will come to save her.
What was her role in the Warzone Headquarters anyway? She was just a low rank for them. A threatening low rank to some who saw what she was capable of. Still, weak. Additional outline that she should expand her skills further, more, until she, herself will breaks.
Brushing her hair with her left fingers while she still has the whip on both hands, the blue sentries stop in walking halfway. These foes were expecting her to play with them by their rules. Great, just great!
With a dark suspicious eye from the WhiBla (Black and White) sentries, Ciana would not allow their plan to happen. 'I will show you all that this is me.'
She compressed her lips like a fish, her whole creepy face before turning into an attention-grabbing reaction.
"Take her down." There it goes the signal she was waiting for to happen before she acts up.
"I said, I surrender." She knelt down, knees on the ground with her hands up as she discharges and drops her weapon. Her face was facing downwards. An actual surrender to gratify their conclusions.
With no slowing down, the Blue armored sentries speeded up their pace as they started walking towards her again. In the meantime, the WhiBla countered an attack. Smashing their weapons onto the ground, making some road pieces fly to her side. Clearly, they want her alive but it did not say that they should bring her back with injury or no wounds. The sentries were doing something that seriously pissed her off. After she spent some time running with them, she could feel her breath swirling inside, heartbeats pounding hard. This was enough. Enough!
"I voiced out; I surrender. Three times. And yet, this is what I get?"
She did learn her lesson recently. But even so, the sentries are trying to be the ones that try so damn hard to twist her gut. Accepting hard that she must act stupid for once. Just once. She did not look at the sentries anymore, they just made her feel more than pissed off. With the blue sentries taking long to wrap her hands with shackles, she decided to drop her act and let the whip do its job on the ground.
"Too long," She prepared her whip for the action before she looks at the escape route, "Too late."
She slammed her whip on the ground causing an impact that made her jump a distance away from the WhiBlas'.
"Care to chase me again?" She asked using her loud voice for them to hear.
Yeah, maybe it was a bad idea to cut off the action at the wrong time but it felt pretty sure for her to just go. She was desperate to escape. If there were other reasons for her to stay, be weak, then probably that reason was about giving up everything. However, giving up everything with a low judgment was not likely an option either. This was her task; she always reminds herself.
Another drop of sweat slips through the side of her lips, looking like she was crying.
She heard a wide-ranging demand coming from the sky. It seems that it was calling her.
