((next two actions eh? here goes...))
With the swirling cloud of protective sands about her, Christie let out a sigh of relief, sweat forming on her brow as her magics barely save her from stripping. "I'm beginning to suspect I was rather good at this!" she muses to herself as she grins up at the crowd, flashing her pearly whites. "Well then, let's see if I can't further please my adoring fans..!"
Keeping light on her feet, Christie tried to maintain her distance, running to and fro in a sprightly manner, waving to the crowd. "What would you all like to see?!" she shouts... Cupping a hand to her ear for a moment, she both nodded and shook her head at the various roared suggestions... "Well OF COURSE I'm going to get one of them naked... what's that..? The corset eh?" Christie hummed and stroked her chin in thought.
"Welllll, if you all insiiist..." she said, drawing out the words... This will be complicated she thought. "Very well! I will take the corset off of her in ONE stroke!" she boasted with a grin. The witch was getting rather confident, and in a burst of speed, she seemed to disappear for a moment. When she appeared across the arena again, she seemed to be holding a sphere of growing energy in her hand. The bright blue ball of force flickered, unstable -- she didn't quite have the trick down like she used to. Cursing, she narrowed her eyes and fought the strain of the spell she was preparing, it seemed. Her dark blond locks blew out behind her. The little tatters of her dress fluttered, and the sand around her kicked up violently, even more so.
Just then, what seemed to be an exact twin of Christie popped up behind Allison, unexpectedly. Whether it was the real her or a clone or even an illusion was as yet unclear. Only that it was very close, and embracing Allison from behind.
"ooh, well hello lovely... I do so like this corset! Where did you get it..? Can I try it on?" she purred, tugging at the strings and groping her in various inappropriate places. She giggled wickedly, this sudden phantasmal Christie, as she ground herself up against, tickled, poked, and otherwise molested Allison. The clone (if it was even that) felt quite real -- Allison could feel hard little nubs under her dress where Christie's breasts rubbed against her, and her bare, smooth thighs felt as toned and fit as a real person's... "Cmon... don't be shyyy!" she cooed, toying with the strings on her corset teasingly...
((the text may be misleading, but my actions are as follows! They should be legit... Firstly Christie is in fact keeping her distance with her 'super fast' signature move...
My first full action (assuming running doesn't take up the whole action, in which case, forget it) is actually an attack against Allison's energy -- the clone, the illusion -- whatever the second Christie is represents the attack. She can 'poof' and disappear after the action so as to not give me some sort of defensive bonus (until, perhaps, we make a signature move for such a thing).
The attack to fatigue is going to get three (3) points of energy added to it and she is of course using her circlet.
Also, Christie does not yet have the "charge up" magic signature move... So what you see is purely thematic. She is, however, on her second attack, going to attempt to blast that corset off of Allison, using her circlet as her focus. Beyond that she's expending no energy or gains no other bonuses (unless you really liked the description) ))
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