Thread: AVATAR: An Icy Burn-Out (BennyQ/Sketchyequine)

Rikkar eyed the other woman, his captor, fiercely and without pity. He was motionless as she neared, all his senses geared to pounce despite being tied to the tree. He figured she would take a few cheap shots out of him for his words and his hands balled into fists at his own helplessness. Not even capable of defending himself, is that how lowly these firebenders were? But she didnt, merely trying to explain why she robbed his peoples ship. The thief says the same about stealing bread because hes hungry. Doesnt make it right to take what isnt yours. He growled back, turning his cheek and gritting his teeth when she reached out. He figured she would burn him. Except she only patted his cheek, leaving a tingle of senses there. Yeah, get your war beast to do all your fights for you, little lady. Rikkar muttered back when she noted how beat up he was. He was aching bad. It hurt to breathe even and every moment was stretched to infinity because of the throbbing hurt. He mentally rolled his eyes at her remark on his appearance. She still didnt answer why he was still alive, watching her as she paced. She glowed like a firefly and he might have called it pretty if she wasnt who she was. It was all hopeless anyway. His kin and tribe were dead. He was alone, cut off, separated, and captured. His friends seemed to have gotten the better of it. They went down fighting like true warriors and he got outsmarted by a beast. If he wanted to survive this, he needed to do some similar outsmarting himself. She saw him in pain. Water would definitely help. He could mold it to his side like a skin made of ice and help alleviate the pain in his sides where Ze had struck him. Just thinking of it, coupled with the unrelenting pain all over, it seemed the best and most desirous thing to have at the moment. Water. To drink, to heal, to distract his mind. The sea was right there too, within sight, but too far away for him to control. He looked back to the firebender who trudged over to her mount and fell against it like some helpless child. That wasweird to witness. He thought her some brutal and cold fighter who had no emotions, yet there she was drooping like a hurt child. It looked rather adorable for someone as fierce as her. Rikkar could help but let out another laugh, which quickly dissolved into groans as shaking his sides flared up all his bruises. You cant trust me, no. Rikkar told her softly, looking over to her. But if you dont get me any water to heal myself, youre going to get a whole lot lonelier very soon. Not that I give a shit. He snorted, before pulling himself back and reevaluating. He wanted the water to help soothe himself. He wouldnt die of course but it was going to be severely painful. He couldnt antagonize this woman if he wanted that peace of mind and body tonight. Look, do I look like Im in any condition to fight? Im beaten up and even talking is painful, let alone dancing with you. I know youre flattered at the opportunity but Ill pass. Rikkar said with a smirk. Do this then, keep one of my arms tied above me and let me use one hand to heal myself. You arent scared that a one handed waterbender might kick your butt are you? A second time? He said suggestively, unable to throw out that snide. He was going to win, if it hadnt been for her beast.