Post by Danielle Otis on Aug 24, 2012 15:34:23 GMT -5
(( Before wolf attack thread ))
Dani walked through the bandit camp, hands in her pockets, pursing her lips. Most of these guys could kill her in a split second. And why was she here? To see how things worked in the camp. Luckily everyone ignored her as she made her way to the center, looking around.
Finding a bench, she sat down and relaxed slightly. Surprisingly, this place sort of relaxed her. Maybe it felt like home, maybe it was because the people ignored her. All she knew was that she liked it.
Until, of course, shit hit the fan.
A shadow covered Dani's body. Someone stood in front of her. She ignored the figure, uninterested, and continued to look around. The man in front of her had loud breathing, and was clearly a big boy. Dani thought nothing of it as she yawned, and placed her hands on her lap. The man seemed to tense up at her lack of caring.
"That's my bench, bitch," he spoke. It was a husky voice, as if he had a cold. Dani looked up at the rather large man. It wasn't all muscle, he looked more fat than anything, but he still looked strong. His clothing was tattered and ripped, while his hair was cut short, spiking upward.
"Too fucking bad, fat ass," she hissed back. Dani hated rude people, and if he had asked nicely for her to move, even for a stupid reason like that, she would be fine. But no, once he said bitch it was a war. The man clenched his fists. He raised it, about to punch downward at Dani, when she quickly slit under his arm. His fist collided with the wooden bench, breaking it in half. Some people turned and stared at the two.
The man turned around and aimed for another punch, Dani barely avoiding it colliding with her head. But still she laughed. "Oh please, you couldn't hit anything with how slow you are!" she taunted. The man's face went red with anger as they faced off. Ready to fight.
Dani walked through the bandit camp, hands in her pockets, pursing her lips. Most of these guys could kill her in a split second. And why was she here? To see how things worked in the camp. Luckily everyone ignored her as she made her way to the center, looking around.
Finding a bench, she sat down and relaxed slightly. Surprisingly, this place sort of relaxed her. Maybe it felt like home, maybe it was because the people ignored her. All she knew was that she liked it.
Until, of course, shit hit the fan.
A shadow covered Dani's body. Someone stood in front of her. She ignored the figure, uninterested, and continued to look around. The man in front of her had loud breathing, and was clearly a big boy. Dani thought nothing of it as she yawned, and placed her hands on her lap. The man seemed to tense up at her lack of caring.
"That's my bench, bitch," he spoke. It was a husky voice, as if he had a cold. Dani looked up at the rather large man. It wasn't all muscle, he looked more fat than anything, but he still looked strong. His clothing was tattered and ripped, while his hair was cut short, spiking upward.
"Too fucking bad, fat ass," she hissed back. Dani hated rude people, and if he had asked nicely for her to move, even for a stupid reason like that, she would be fine. But no, once he said bitch it was a war. The man clenched his fists. He raised it, about to punch downward at Dani, when she quickly slit under his arm. His fist collided with the wooden bench, breaking it in half. Some people turned and stared at the two.
The man turned around and aimed for another punch, Dani barely avoiding it colliding with her head. But still she laughed. "Oh please, you couldn't hit anything with how slow you are!" she taunted. The man's face went red with anger as they faced off. Ready to fight.