[ Under the weight of Catra springing off of her, Rey staggers forward, loses her balance and almost tumbles over a table onto her staff. Then she turns her head, jaw set and lip curled, snarling. It's not the mocking that does it, but the futility. ]
That's enough.
[ She's running on empty. She should stop. But she needs to get past Catra and deal with this -- Rey doesn't see looking after herself, just trying to get away while she still can, an option. She also hasn't considered what she'll even be able to do to help retrieve Judas if she burns herself out the rest of the way here.
One thing at a time.
To try and handle this now, to end it quickly so she can move on, she reaches throughout the whole room and like she'd done when they first met, she weighs the gravity down, except for around herself. It doesn't matter where Catra dodges; while her arms are free, she'll find herself anchored to her spot, weighed down and slower for it.
Rey advances with the shock staff, and a faint red stain blooms in one of her nostrils from the effort. Close enough, Rey swings the staff. ]
no subject
That's enough.
[ She's running on empty. She should stop. But she needs to get past Catra and deal with this -- Rey doesn't see looking after herself, just trying to get away while she still can, an option. She also hasn't considered what she'll even be able to do to help retrieve Judas if she burns herself out the rest of the way here.
One thing at a time.
To try and handle this now, to end it quickly so she can move on, she reaches throughout the whole room and like she'd done when they first met, she weighs the gravity down, except for around herself. It doesn't matter where Catra dodges; while her arms are free, she'll find herself anchored to her spot, weighed down and slower for it.
Rey advances with the shock staff, and a faint red stain blooms in one of her nostrils from the effort. Close enough, Rey swings the staff. ]