Dice-4, Hunter extraordinaire, cursed softly as she barely dodged out of the way of a powerful spray of bullets. One clipped her, but she ignored it, ducking around the corner and readying her hand cannon. When her opponent turned the corner, she raised the gun and fired three quick shots. Instead of seeing her opponent fall, she felt, rather than saw, her land behind her. She turned in a flash to fire again, but only got a face full of electricity. Then she died.
Zotra chuckled at the surprise that Dice managed to show before she had killed her. That brought her number of kills to three and Dice's to only one. She was winning, which was very good. The private Crucible match between her and her roommate couldn't have very much time left. If she lost, she would be hearing about it for weeks. She heard the distinct sound of a very angry Dice being revived, and dashed away to get a good vantage point.
Dead. That was the only adjective that would be able to describe Zotra soon. Using her gliding like that was tricky. Dice was the only one who was supposed to be tricky! She quieted her footsteps as she stalked away to find the Warlock. Turning a corner, Dice saw Zotra at the end of a corridor. Seeing her perfect chance, Dice pulled out her sniper rifle. She aimed swiftly and squeezed off two perfect shots. Zotra dropped immediately.
Zotra knew now that Dice was angry. As she dropped back onto the ground, her ghost having revived her, she looked around warily and kept her finger near the trigger of her auto rifle. She heard a sound behind her and she whirled around and fired at the Exo who had tried to sneak up on her. Unfortunately said Exo dodged with an expert roll. Then Dice shot her and she died, again, and suddenly it began to pour.
Dice did a short dance in the sudden rain to celebrate her kill. Now they were tied. All she had to do was get her one more time and she would most likely win. There couldn't be more than a minute left on the clock. With that thought she set off in search of the newly revived Warlock.
She snuck through the corridors of the arena in search of Zotra. The seconds ticked by, and Dice realized that she only had thirty seconds to find her opponent and end her. That was when she saw the tail of Zotra's golden robe twirl around a corner. Now she had her. She pulled out her hand cannon and readied her knife. Then she ran around the corner. As she turned it, she heard a distinct crackling noise, but by then it was too late. Zotra, in the a powerful Stormtrance, shot her full of lightning and Dice-4 died. Her Ghost revived her, but it was too late. Lord Shaxx's voice announced the end of the match. She had lost.
Later that evening, when Dice and Zotra were sitting on the couch in their shared rooms, Dice grumbled something about using the Stormtrance was unfair. Zotra had just laughed quietly. "Don't tell me you wouldn't have done the same thing if you had thought of it." she had said with a laugh. Dice muttered an unintelligible response. Zotra laughed again and went back to reading her book. A silence settled over the room, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Despite their rivalry, Dice and Zotra were like sisters and one dance in the rain wouldn't change that. That didn't mean that Zotra wouldn't wake up with a few of her things missing though.