OOCNo problem haha, being spontaneous is what makes threads fun. I wanna apologize for how long I've taken to reply to this, school's been crazy. I'll be more active once summer break comes around, and again, I'm really sorry!
"Ah," Aery chuckled, "I see. Possessive, was he?" She teased, with a smile. When he moved his arm toward her, rolling up his sleeve, she nodded, a sympathetic look on her face as her eyes skimmed the scar, noticing the other ones on his arm, before he tugged his sleeve back down. She wasn't sure if he was telling the truth, but she'd accept the excuse. For now.
Her eyes drifted over Xi's shoulder as a few shouts broke out, and she watched a few men scuffling with each other. She grinned as she watched a man duck a punch, then returned her gaze to Ximal, opening her mouth to say something, but she was cut off by the fist that hit Xi's head.
She watched him stand, talking smoothly to the three men, and chuckled slightly, impressed when he caught the man's arm and tossed him out the door. His eyes were locked on the men, the icy, blue-black fire in them flaring up. When he spoke to her, she gently ushered Muir off her lap, knowing he'd probably be glad to return to the ocean, and stood.
"Watch?" She asked, in amusement, as she moved after Xi, out the door, eagerness in her eyes. "You're not really going to have all the fun yourself, now, are you?" Laughter was in her voice, but she was paying keen attention to the dangerous, cold air around Ximal. It made her slightly nervous, though she wouldn't care to admit it.
She stood back as the first man came at Ximal, and watched with some admiration as he quickly, and very efficiently, dealt with him, letting him drop to the ground. "Oh, no, take your time. I'm quite enjoying this," Aery laughed, freely, watching.
The men were paying her no mind, which was good. She found quite a lot of men tended to underestimate women when it came to fights, which was both annoying, yet advantageous. She watched the two men rush Xi at the same time, one slamming into his broad chest, the other moving to the side to elbow him in the ribs, hard.
As Xi turned to deal with the man at his side, Aeryna went crashing into the man that had been in front of him, sending them both tumbling to the floor, the man grunting in surprise. They grappled for a few moments, but despite her best efforts, the young Svefra couldn't match the larger man's strength, and she ended up underneath him.
His fist connected with her face,though she jerked her head to the side so that his knuckles only rammed into the side of her face. She swore, already feeling a large bruise developing, and then yelled when he gripped her hair, slamming her head into the ground. Her vision went fuzzy for a second, and she could feel the back of her head wet with blood.
Taking a second, she grit her teeth, and jerked her lean body up, slamming both knees into his groin. He groaned, and rolled off her, and she rolled over to straddle him, her fist colliding with his face. His nose, now broken, began to drip a steady stream of blood, as he wheezed, trying to regain his composure, pinned beneath the sable-haired daughter of the sea.
She hit him again, then grunted when he lurched up and sent her tumbling to the ground. He staggered up, standing over her, and kicked her sharply in the stomach. She'd begun to roll away, but his heavy booted foot still caught her, and she yelped, blocking a kick to her face, but she misjudged it and the toe of his boot still hit her forehead, making her head ring for a second time, her vision wavering.
She scrambled to her feet, nearly falling over, and stumbled a few steps back from the man. He was better at brawling than she'd expected him to be, and she was regretting taking him on. Imagine that, her, Aeryna Seaworth, regretting something. Shaking her head a bit at the thought, Aery kept focused on the man. She didn't dare take her eyes off him to glance to Ximal, but she hoped he was done with the other drunkard, because about now would be a great time for him to intervene. |
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