#ruthlessblader

It was a good thing he landed on her when she was belly down, or else he’d have her claws to deal with.. or her teeth.. Biting seemed to the only way to get him to stop doing something, or fists, but she could do neither at the moment.

                       She cringes at the memory, feels the tension manipulating marrow, straining the spine while fists begin to form out of frustration. She knows better than to occupy the actions of a brute, to attack him or even indulge in a fantasy of force. What separated her from the savages was her class, but the anger that consumed her creation was slowly testing her ability to be better. Teeth collide and all she does is exhale a growl; he was lucky she didn’t do more out malice.                         ❝ You could at least show me the same courtesy I showed you and remember my name! And I have no idea what you’re talking about, I never-. . . ❞                         Denial will be the death of her. But she swore to herself that the best way to dispel herself of these demons is to admit when she’s been bested by other beings. Unfortunately for her, she just had to be beaten by one of the worst kinds of people, with arrogance that far exceeds her own.                         ❝ . . . He won fair and square. But I’m determined to change that. And I’d say after being so rude to me, you practically owe me some of your precious time. I don’t see anyone else around I can victimize go to. ❞

“I swear by Reeds name. If my baby get’s hurt because of your stupid antics one more time I’m going to come after you faster than lightning! The heavens will come down and smite you!”

@ruthlessblader Rena always got into trouble, but she always found some way out of it even if it meant getting innocent bystanders into some... Unfavorable situations. Of course, she hadn't meant to tackle the guy down a snowy mountainside with her. No! She was just trying to make a get away from some annoying people! She was thankful that neither of them appeared to be badly injured, but now she had no idea where they were. "Shit. Do you... Know where we are? I'm all turned around." She asked, shaking the snow from her hair.

It was a rather slow day at the shop. School had started again and a good porion of the people who regularly came in were cramming for upcoming tests. Alyssa had all but given up on anyone coming in to buy anthing and had wandered around in the back, keeping an eye in the security tv and an ear out for the doorbell as she restocked the front and picked up the new displays. Ching! She only half heard the door as she struggled with the impossible to assemble cardboard display someone had shipped in with thier stock. And sowly headed back in to check on the new customer... Only to hear a roar from her butbeast as the guy dashed out the door. Or tried to. Rathalis blocked his was, the little rearing dragon statue by the door serving as her bitchip. "Hey! Put that back!"

“I’m not the one purposely trying to hurt my opponent!” He retorts, surprisingly enough, Draciel was still spinning strong, the giant beast standing over Max.