Cue the Surprise Dance Sequence!
This seemed like a good idea at first. You're not fireproof, and as for a trial by jury… Well, that just sounds boring. Unfortunately, you know nothing about fighting. Especially without legs. If you have to actually fight a Ninja, you're as good as dead, so you decide to try dancing instead. The Ninja Master won't be expecting that. Maybe you can distract him.
You're surprisingly good at it. You twist and glide around the room, a smooth stream of shiny scales, undulating your snake and human parts in a sort of improvised reptilian belly-dancing you make up on the spot. If you felt pretty before, it's nothing compared to how you feel now, long muscles rippling and scales glistening in the candlelight. Several minutes go by without any ninjas attacking you, so you assume you must be doing something right. Or maybe the Ninja Master's just running late. Either way, you're not dead, so you might as well keep dancing.
Eventually, you come out of a twist to find a black-clad man - or possibly woman, it's hard to tell - standing in front of you. You pause and wait to see if the figure produces some sort of cool Ninja move. Instead, it bows.
"Congratulations, my lady snake-monster. Your dancing has weakened my resolve; never could I attack so graceful a creature - besides which, your approach shows a lack of combat training bordering on complete ineptitude, so to attack you could hardly be called a fight at all. I concede the trial."
You're not sure whether you were just praised or insulted, but who cares? You won!
Written by Chrysalis on 25 December 2010
The end (for now)