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[frigidfourth.livejournal.com]

[Muttering under his breath and looking rather frustrated as he paces quickly with both eyes closed. Suddenly, something seems off and he opens one, pausing to look around and making a 'hmph' sound]

VI. This is hardly the time for your tricks.

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[madamemoiselle]

{If anything, the ground isn't to her advantage at all. She slips, only catching herself with her hand once her feet hit the ground.} It was rude.

{Her feet try to catch a grip on the ground, and it's enough to send her off the ice with enough speed to seem to disappear again. It's a pressure on Vexen's shoulders that shows where she went, her hands planted onto them as a grip. She just continues to flip, not letting go, and the instant her feet touch the ground again, he's thrown hard. But the ice works to his advantage again, for instead of throwing him straight down, she merely throws him far, and her balance in thrown enough for Diva to slip backwards and crack her head against the invisible ground.}

[frigidfourth.livejournal.com]

[Momentarily caught off guard again, but regains his composure even faster this time now that he's finally in control of the situation. Assuming she's been knocked out, he gives her a slight kick to the ribs with the toe of his foot.]

Mmph... [Seems satisfied with the results of his latest 'experiment', albeit a little scruffy from it, and warps out- people here CAN be risky to interact with.]