"I'm going to take care of this." Both hands were on each knife, gripping them tightly. In a past life, she might've considered a tactical retreat. To live and fight another day and worry about the rest later. But that life was over, and as far as she was concerned... 'Adamia' hadn't built a name for herself by running away from a couple of thugs.
She turned to face the would-be pursuers, listening as they made their intentions clear. They were there for her, though the rest of the specifics weren't as important. The Au Ra darted forward, knives held out and slicing through their clothes and flesh. She was fast, skilled, and efficient.
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Date: 2015-12-13 03:15 am (UTC)She turned to face the would-be pursuers, listening as they made their intentions clear. They were there for her, though the rest of the specifics weren't as important. The Au Ra darted forward, knives held out and slicing through their clothes and flesh. She was fast, skilled, and efficient.
They had no chance.