| *I take the hit but don't flinch* Strengths not your forte, Maria |
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| *She growls, not liking the situation at all.* |
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| HA HA, how's it feel to not be in control, miss? |
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| *She did not like it one bit and she showed it by engulfing her hands in flame trying to burn him. Her sleeves were already singed and burned from the previous flare up, so they did not catch fire this time. She wondered how he would react to seeing her arms unclothed, she knew many a man and woman who would go pale at the thought for during these times it was "proper" for a lady to be in full garb even on the hottest of days. She pounded her flaming fists against his chest.* |
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| *Maria's fist makes contact but the fireproof latex on my chest (seriously I have it on, it was in the descripion after my clothes ripped) prevented it from catching* Seems I don't have time to just walk you there! *I turn the knob and two thirds of the bolts on my body unlock, I grow larger and more beast like* *I leap to the rooftops with maria in one hand, dashing to the Yard* |
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| *She holds on to what ever her hands could catch, and clenches her eyes, suddenly feeling very frightened with the speed he was carrying her, at one point she cried out.* Stop! Please! *she tried not to let the tears that welled up show, the weightless of only being supported by one arm was really getting to her.* |
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| Well now, "Miss Grant", where's that aura of superiority now? Or perhaps your winning is another trick you picked up in the theatre? |
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| No! *her eyes still clenched shut* Just stop! It- *She didn't want to say it hurt because it didn't, all it did was frighten her and make her feel quite sick.* |
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| *I land on the street* (sigh) fine... if it bothers ya that much, I'll slow down a bit. *Points* BUT TRY ANYTHING FUNNY and I start roof jumping again, and THIS time, with backflips here and there. |
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| A-alright, *She calms down now that he was going slower, her closed eyes no longer cringing but calm now. She was still holding on to him though, her moment fright still lingered slightly.* |
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| Hmph, you were so cocky when I saw you, but look at you now, cowering for a few leaps *I continue walking while holding her* |
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| *Her lips made a slight pout, but still thought her fear was justified. She did not make any trouble just as she promised.* |
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| *I stand before the Yard with my prisoner in hand* We're here Marie, last chance to do something rash. |
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| *She looked down, silent for a moment, she had been defeated. She then looked up into his eyes.* They look so human... *One of her hands absentmindedly drifted to his face.* |
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| *I look at her strait in the eyes* You think they're human... *I sharpen my eyes and the pupils thin vertically* ... they're not. |
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| *Her gaze does not waver* I know.. *remembering his lycan changes from before* |
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| *I enter the Yard, a constable comes to us and handcuffs marie* |
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| *Maria puts her head down in defeat as she was shackled and led away, but not before looking back one last time at her captor then turning the corner.* |
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