[ it's not the blow she was specifically aiming to deliver, but it'll do the trick, making the guy crumple in on himself so that she can deliver a strong blow with the narrow end of the pipe, winding up and taking a good hard swing right at his face. she hits him hard enough to make him stagger outward and then he teeters to fall. she's pretty sure the ground shakes a little when he hits, dead weight even if he's only been knocked unconscious. probably.
and it doesn't occur to her that she's actually doing a good deed here by taking on a gang that might be trying to harm people; a fight is a fight is a fight. she can worry about whatever moral implications are happening here later.
besides, whoever this guy is who's strolled up to give her a hand? he's got some moves. she almost finds herself distracted by them a time or two, voicing a noise of approval whenever she catches him delivering a particularly brutal punch. she's never been the kind of girl who holds back in a fight and it's nice to see that she's not alone in that tendency.
either way, they're definitely thinning the herd, although there does come a point where her attention span lands her on the receiving end of a punch herself, hard enough to make her head whip to the side and split her lip.
she spits once, a small splatter of red on the pavement, and there's a feral quality in her bloody grin as she advances, letting them swing first before bringing the pipe down on their outstretched arm and listening to the satisfying crack of bone. ]
cw: blood, broken bones, fighty things
and it doesn't occur to her that she's actually doing a good deed here by taking on a gang that might be trying to harm people; a fight is a fight is a fight. she can worry about whatever moral implications are happening here later.
besides, whoever this guy is who's strolled up to give her a hand? he's got some moves. she almost finds herself distracted by them a time or two, voicing a noise of approval whenever she catches him delivering a particularly brutal punch. she's never been the kind of girl who holds back in a fight and it's nice to see that she's not alone in that tendency.
either way, they're definitely thinning the herd, although there does come a point where her attention span lands her on the receiving end of a punch herself, hard enough to make her head whip to the side and split her lip.
she spits once, a small splatter of red on the pavement, and there's a feral quality in her bloody grin as she advances, letting them swing first before bringing the pipe down on their outstretched arm and listening to the satisfying crack of bone. ]