Hyper Machina Princess

Tifa knew that Rikku had the attention span of a fish. The girl couldn’t control her emotions, and for Tifa to recognize that, it was saying something. As the other woman charged at her, Tifa drew in a sharp breath and dodged the punch easily, moving to the side and turning so that she would only feel the change in the air. 

Rikku thought hard for a second. She then remembered that the older male was right. He had mentioned that before. It was just a piece of information she had repressed to the back of her head. Much like most of the pilgrimage, it was stuff that in light of recent events, was soon best forgotten in Rikku's mind

"Yeah, i don't tend to remember things form the pilgrimage very well now. Any particular reason for your northern travels?"

  An exhale of air was breathed from champagne brims, while the soldier pondered her options. Albeit, the girl didn’t look like much a threat, it was better to never underestimate an opponent, regardless. Even though she seemed like a common, inconsiderate thief, the rosette was still tasked with defending the Goddess and her realm. There might not have been anything for the blonde intruder to steal, but trespassers were not welcome, nor will they ever be. Besides, the girl clearly lacked respect and consideration for her surroundings, as she decided to state so openly, therefor, she brought the consequences of her actions onto herself.

  “—Suit yourself,” 

     When the pinkette jumped down Rikku nearly wanted to jump back in shock. Part of Rikku wanted to run as well. That feeling of total despair began to gnaw at Rikku's mind. Instead of running however, Rikku would take one more brave step forward, brining herself almost within striking distance of the female warrior.

"Look. I won't pretend I know what you do here, or why you do it? But I just know that I don't like stalking people"

     Rikku focused and raised her daggers, making sure her legs were spread and her toes were angled. Everything she had learnt in combat about keeping mobile was going to be vitally important to her. Speed might be the only advantage she had over the warrior.

"Come on!"

     Rikku was supposed to use the words, as a taunt instead they came out just louder than a whisper; more a call to herself to focus than for her opponent to try and attack. 

As she got closer, Rikku would focus for a moment and would eventually ball her left hand into a fist and throw it towards Tifa's right cheek.

Rikku would take a second to adjust herself. Keeping a close eye on her opponent, noticing that she was focusing just as much as Rikku was.