[ In hindsight, Aranea supposes there are better courses of action than provoking someone who has been through drugging, invasive surgery, and all other manner of sin and irritation. Even if that someone is behaving in an utterly boorish-minded manner, she will follow up that thought with, somewhat nasty with it, vocabulary far less forgiving - anyway.
She may have the benefit of experience, but he's got youth and furor on his side. His elbow brushes off her cheek as she releases, stepping back a second too late.
Looking decidedly nonplussed, she feels her lip where he struck it. It's split, some blood of her own matting the cracks of her fingerprints, and there may be a bruise later, but she's had far worse. It's fine.
In a different setting, he's exactly the sort she'd consider recruiting into her mercenary band. Quick, misleading.
As for her earlier derogatory, "stupid", well — ]
Shit, kid.
[ For at least a moment longer, she's wholly unwilling to phrase anything she says as an order, but why? ]
no subject
She may have the benefit of experience, but he's got youth and furor on his side. His elbow brushes off her cheek as she releases, stepping back a second too late.
Looking decidedly nonplussed, she feels her lip where he struck it. It's split, some blood of her own matting the cracks of her fingerprints, and there may be a bruise later, but she's had far worse. It's fine.
In a different setting, he's exactly the sort she'd consider recruiting into her mercenary band. Quick, misleading.
As for her earlier derogatory, "stupid", well — ]
Shit, kid.
[ For at least a moment longer, she's wholly unwilling to phrase anything she says as an order, but why? ]