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Who: Rak and Ray
What: Kidnapping :\
Where: somewhere in Radiant Garden
When: after the party... so probably sometime past midnight, at least.

Having enjoyed the full benefits of the party's being located at Seventh Heaven, Ray had had her share of drinks. She wasn't quite drunk, no. But her natural clumsiness had intensified along with the dizziness she was feeling. Maybe she was a little buzzed, but no more than that. At least she still knew left from right. And walking in a straight line - well, she couldn't do that completely sober.

...Who needed grace, anyway? It was totally overrated.

It didn't help that she was tired after all this. Their parties tended to last for a while, this one wasn't really an exception. She yawned and found her arm brushing the wall. She gave it an irritated look and mumbled, "You stay over there, wall," and very deliberately veered away from it as she continued on her route home.

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"Is that wall making moves on you while your drunk? How rude of it." Rakath stood in his usual eccentric outfit. Purple and black Asian silks, meant for a woman to wear, but still not a dress. Black jeans, goggles, all sorts of belts on. He had taken a liking to this unneedingly complicated number of belts thing that was okay out here, not so big on zippers. "Normally the walls I know are of a more sociable stock."

"Been a long time Ray, how've you been?" He moved his goggles from his eyes to his forehead, smiling a little. Assessing the state Ray was in, it was important after all.

She stopped and stared at him for a moment, wondering when the hell he'd shown up again. "Not drunk," she replied gruffly. "Sleepy. Where've you been all this time, man?" She yawned again softly.

"Been okay," she murmured, finally making her feet move again. "But can we save the chat for later? I'd kind of like to get home, y'know."

"Oh, here and there. Work, life, all that jazz," Rak scratched the back of his head for a moment. She was tired and not entirely sober. Which, to be fair, made this easier.

"Right, you need to get home, lemme help you with that," and on the word 'that', he did something which was entirely counter to what he was saying. Also it wasn't exactly proper in polite society. As it was that moment he pulled his gun and fired a shot at Ray. An energy round, hopefully it will make this whole process easier. Tired, buzzed, and magic-free would make this not have to be too violent.

"Sorry 'bout this."

Ray yelped as the shot hit, falling against the other wall roughly. Well, she was certainly awake now. "What the flying fuck was that about, Rak?" she demanded angrily.

"Work, life, all that jazz," Rak repeated, different tone, different meaning, same words. He adjusted his gun for a few moments before he started firing out more shots. Since she was awake now, it was more likely she'd be able to handle the Gravity Shots he was going to throw at her now.

"Can't just say no to a job due to a past life," he kept getting closer, ready to bring this to a fistfight if it came to it. What mattered was that for at least right now. He had without a doubt the upper hand on Ray.

"Work, life, all that jazz my ass," she spat, stumbling to her knees under the affects of the Gravity shots. She struggled to stay upright - as upright as she could be in this situation - and kept her glare steady. "What job is this?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"Don't go comparing your ass to my work, your ass is cute and nice, my work is... well, what makes the cash to keep me livin'," Rakath sighed as his hand started to glow white, before he shoved his palm forward firing an Aura Cannon at Ray.

"Some evil queen wants you kidnapped so she can get revenge on you," Rakath adjusted his gun, pointing it at her. "Just, let me knock you out already, stop making this so much trouble. I don't really WANT to hurt you."

...This guy was incorrigible. Honestly.

She cast a quick Thundaga to try to lessen the affect of the attack, and was startled to find herself hit full force when nothing happened. "Wha..." she groaned, pushing herself up into a kneeling position.

"What evil queen? Closest I ever got to crossing one of them was Maleficent..." She shook her head in confusion. "And you oughta know by now... I'm not going down without a fight!" She tried to cast another spell, growling when it failed. She hadn't brought her nunchaku with her, she thought bitterly, reaching instead for the knife she'd bought a while back.

"No, not Maly, the other on- It really doesn't help that there are like, 5 of them are there?" Rakath sighed and pulled his own knife, "Can we not do a knife fight, I'm trying to not hurt you too much?"

Well, his Silence Shot worked like a charm. Okay, it was a charm, but whatever. However he couldn't dilly dally on this, he should get this done BEFORE her magic starts to work again. He rushed forward trying to just trap her knife against the white Aura blade of his own weapon... then shoot her with a Blizzard Shot.

"You don't honestly expect me to just stand back and let this happen, do you?" Ray snapped. She tried dodging - a little difficult with those Gravity shots still working, but manageable - and barely managed to avoid the shot as she stumbled again.

"Trying not to hurt me?" she echoed. "Well maybe this is news to you, but those shots kinda hurt, Rak!"

"If I thought I could take you in with just a net and nice words, I'd've done that," Rakath rushed forward as she stumbled with a kick to the gut. White energy wrapping around his legs as he rushed and kicked. "I'm even trying to keep the collateral damage down too, trying not to hurt you in any lasting way."

Rakath sighed and did a quick slash with his knife as a follow up, the blade changed from white to... nothing, and he seemed well out of range. As he sliced the air sort of swirled around him as he moved. Not like Aero, but the air around his body being changed by his presence.

She grunted and fell the ground, almost dropping her knife. She stayed that way for a moment, the air knocked out of her. But she finally caught her breath and groaned, pushing herself up again. She didn't even register what Rak was doing at this point; she was just trying to get back up to defend herself properly.

Rakath launched another Aura Cannon for Ray while she was on the ground. He really would like for her stop this whole fighting back thing. If he got into a knife fight he could hurt her, or mess up her hair! Those anime-style haircuts look really cool, but they are hard to fix!

He figured he was overthinking the fight, hit her over and over with Aura until she's out cold and leave. Simple, direct, effective, minimal chances of cutting her leaving scars.

Ray let out a pained cry as the attack struck, throwing her against the wall. She slid back to the ground, dazed.

Rakath pulled his gun and gave her a quick Gravity shot to hold her daze. He didn't want her to be able to do anything clever right yet. He's almost got her completely out. And he needs her to STAY out for at least long enough to travel.

Rakath dragged her off the ground and away from the wall. He didn't wanna do anymore damage than needed, and gave her a swift headbutt then followed it up with a boot to the gut. "Please let this be done with, I don't wanna hurt you."

"Even if I gotta..." he winced, "That's why they don't do headbutts so often... ow..."

Much to her dismay, Ray gave a small whimper as the shot hit her and she slumped further down, until he grabbed her. There was a small sigh as she shakily got to her feet. When he struck, she fell in a heap, knife clattering to the ground.

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