Round 2: Walker / O'Brien vs. Jackson / Collins

Barry sighed. "Not sure," he said, scratching his chin. He continued to think for a few moments, which felt almost like a lifetime, when an idea struck him. "What about Tornado Twins™?" he asked, not waiting for a response. Starting wide, he began running in a circle around the two, the dust and debris starting to swirl around the group. He feared for what might happen, but hopefully he would be fast enough to avoid anything thrown at him.

Apparently Felicity didn't get a say in the matter. As soon as her cousin vanished, she followed in suit, racing--picking up the dust behind her as she ran--building into a tornado of speed mirages. Debris swooped down towards the two, picking up from the festive decoration they were beginning to wreck. "Time to get moded!"

As Ben opened his mouth to speak, the dust around them began to shift. It spun around, and around, and around. Slowly but surely it lifted back into the air and whipped against the boy's face. He lifted his arm to cover his eyes against the gaining winds. "S-Super Speed!" Ben shouted. He reached out to grab Eliza's, but the strong winds of the dusty tornado pushed him away. "D-Do something!"

Super speed? That was their gifts? She could feel the wind from their actions wiping at her, and shoving her balance of a tiny bit. She shielded her eyes, she might be blind, but it still hurt. What could she do? Her gift wasn't as powerful as her sisters. They were moving so fast, it was hard for her gift to keep track.

Gritting her teeth in frustration, Eliza quickly formed a spatial barrier right in the speedster's path, she didn't care if they ran into it or not, but it should stop the tornado thing they were doing by disrupting the wind or whatever. She didn't know the specifics of it, but this was the best she had for now. It would be hard to just grab one of them with her gift.

Barry had suspected something of the nature would occur. He ran up the wall and leapt off of it, hitting the ground with a roll. The dust tornado slowed because it was only Felicity running, but he could still make out the blobs that were his opponents. Charging head on after one of them, he attempted to body check them, hopefully sending them flying due to momentum.

Ooc: you decide who he charges after. Whoever posts first, whoever would be able to stop/get away from him, w/e

As soon as her gift detected someone charging towards them, Eliza turned and put up abother barrier letting the other one shatter. She just hoped it was enough and in time to stop the speedster.

As the wind slowed slightly while Barry left their circuling routine, Ben rushed forward and grasped his partner's hand. Within seconds another wave of shocks hit the ground. This time, instead of cracks, pillars shot up from the ground just like in round one. Unlike before, his focus was more in tune with Eliza's gift and he could direct the pillars towards where Felicity ran her circles.

Felicity had kept up her movements even when she spotted her cousin stop--leaping off of a sudden pillar? Shit! Did that mean? Felicity skidded to the side, dodging the debris that continued to spin in the air. The redhead then circled around, her shoulder nailing the edge of a pillar. She yelped in shock, not quite expecting it. Red eyes narrowing, she followed her cousin in suit, body checking yet the other opponent. Her teeth gritted in determination.

Barry's accelerated perception of time saved him once again as he turned quickly to avoid the pillar. However, he smashed into the side of the wall, winding him. He gasped for breath as he dashed away behind a couple rows of buildings to recuperate. Tornado Twins™ wasn't working and they needed a new plan of attack.

Ben yelped as the girl bashed into him. With the air gone from his lungs, he skidded onto the stone beneath him, his elbows catching him. A stinging feeling shot through his send as blood began to pool lightly from his scraped skin. It took the boy a moment to catch his breath before he kicked his legs forward, aiming straight for Felicity. Without Eliza he was just a normal human boy.

"Eliza!" he shouted, throwing a stone at the redhead as a guide for his blind partner. Although their tornado had died down, the dust still clung to the air like a thick fog.

At the shout of her name, and the stone moving through the air Eliza got an idea of what to do. Taking the rock with her gift she accelerated it shooting it like a bullet towards Felicity, hoping to hurt the girl. The blind girl made sure she kept a look out for Barry or rather her gift kept a look out for him.

Felicity managed to leap over Ben's legs, want went to follow her cousin when a bullet like stone caught her in the shoulder. Yelping, she dashed back to meet Barry behind the maze of buildings. A growing welt on her shoulder blade. "I'm thinking we get in, hit and get out. Staying is dangerous." The girl offered, gently rubbing the wound with her hand. Who the fuck throws rocks? What was this ancient times?

He nodded, finally catching his breath. He peaked around the corner down the alleyway, noticing the dust starting to settle enough to allow minimal visibility. Grasping his escrima sticks in his hands, he sped off towards Ben. Getting as close as he dared, he swung his escrima sticks before speeding off again behind a different set of buildings.

As soon as they appeared they disappeared again. They were trying to hit and run, she could sense Barry getting close. "Be careful one is coming in." She hoped it was enough of a warning for her partner. If they were playing the hit and run game then she just needed to trap them. She hoped her partner was alright after Barry came in and left. She couldn't really tell if he was able to avoid the hit or not. "We need to lure them in, if we can keep them close for enough time then I can trap them." She informed her partner hoping that would be enough for now.

Just as he felt his body begin to recover from Felicity's hard blow, two sticks bashed against his side. Ben's legs wobbled and his vision blanked as nausea washed over him. The strike would definitely leave a bruise, but more importantly, he felt as if all of his organs were jumbled around. The speedsters were fast and dangerous. A normal swing for them carried such a large momentum it almost felt as if he was punched by someone with super strength.

His body couldn't handle much more of this. Stumbling over to his partner, he grabbed her arm and leaned slightly for support. "I still can't control it fully, and without you, I'm as useless as a log. They'll probably be targeting me first. If they do, I need you to do something... I'm not sure how many hits I can take..."