Once Upon A Tree

Honua watched as the pleasant expression on Elisa's face faded to a more blank, dead one, her eyes turning a deep shade of red. Was that suppose to be threatening? If it was, it was a poor attempt. The short amount of time Honua had spent on the islond, she had seen many people with the ability to change their eye colour - it wasn't that impressive.

"Is there something you want?" she asked. Did this woman have a purpose to sitting in the shade and watch or did she just happen to stumble across her? Elisa spread her wings as her eyes returned to their original colours. Walking over to a nearby tree, she picked up her backpack and slung it over one shoulder.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" she asked. If it was an insult on her strength or skill, she wanted to put the woman in her place. It was not like her to back out of a fight though she imagined this vampire was stronger than her. This, however, did not deter her from wanting to try.

Honua wanted to wipe that smug grin off of her face. She imagined Elisa was in complete control of her abilities and kept firing the snake of blood in the direction of her face because she thought it was funny. Honua did not find it so amusing. She was a very irritable person. Why did she want this area? There was much more room in the woods and her skin burned in sunlight. Honua dropped her bag and held her head high, waiting to see what the woman would do.

Honua watched as Elisa solid form dispersed into a cloud of smoke that rolled over the ground towards her. Watching the gas move reminded her of the blood serpent that slithered her way only moments ago. It seemed this woman liked to mess with people. The smoke rose behind her and gathered into the shape of the vampire.

Spinning around, she glared at the woman. She knew that trying to fight a cloud of smoke would be useless so she stood her ground. It would be unwise to not have at least some protection if Elisa made a move on her so Honua took a small step back, her foot nudging a stone. Slowly, she lowered her body, her eyes still fixed on Elisa, and picked up the stone. Returning to her normal stance, she held the stone tight in her hands.

The hand holding the rock turned to stone and spread across her body until all of her looked as though she were a statue apart fom her clothes. Dropping it to the ground, she bent her knees slightly, keepinig on her toes and lifter her hands to shoulder height to make it easier to block and attack.

Honua bowed slightly as Elisa clapped, keeping a straight face and her eyes locked on the woman. And there it was again. The blood manipulation trick she liked to pull. She watched the all too familiar show of forming blood into a new shape - a beach ball this time (how seasonal). However, the orb split in two, elongating into blades. She had to admit, that was pretty impressive.

"It should work," she replied. Cautiously, she outstretched her hand towards one of the blade, keeping her eyes on Elisa to move away if there was any sudden movement. Touching the sword with one finger, she focused on the titanium in the compound. Suddenly, her finger was no longer stone but a shiny silver. The metallic appearance quickly spread over her entire body, replacing the stone with metal. Honua hoped that since she only became titanium, Elisa would not be able to control her movement.

Honua was relieved that she had control over her own movements, she wouldn't like someone else being in control of her body. In fact, she didn't like the idea of anyone being in control of her life except for herself. She smiled slightly at the offer of sparring. She was yet to find a good opponent on the island and she'd enjoy the practice. "Sure," she replied.

Honua watched as the blob retrieved the umbrella and returned. "I haven't actually tried many materials. I had to keep a low profile." Different materials gave her different sensations as well. Metal was cool and tingly whereas wood was more prickly and warmer. Honua started to get annoyed at the sitting woman. Did she want to fight or just sit in the grass? Normally she would just walk off, she couldn't be bothered with people, but this woman seemed like the wait would be worth her time.