Character: Allison Jones.
Time: Night.
Starting Location: Fighting Ring.
Ending Location: Fighting Ring.
Directed To: @AnnoDomini @Wallflower
Allison stared at the men, pushing the barrel of the gun harder into the poor guy's head. She exhaled, grabbing the guy by the shoulder to...
Aisha sat in the grass, her legs crossed, elbows propped up on them. She was wearing her coat again, showing that she didn't plan on fighting again. Her face was indifferent, chewing on the inside of her cheek absent mindedly. She only looked up when the newcomer destroyed her dummy. Aisha...
Character: Allison Jones.
Time: Night.
Starting Location: Fighting ring.
Ending Location: Fighting ring.
Directed to: @Wallflower @AnnoDomini
Allison nodded, pulling her gun out. She watched as Chase opened the door, scooting ahead of him. Her shoes made little sound against the tiled...
Aisha practically flew as the fists hit her in the stomach. She landed on her feet, hunching over coughing, trying not to puke. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her gaze rising from the ground to Lily. Something dangerous burned in her eyes for a moment, suppressing a wave of power...
She dodged it easily, swirling out of the way. She found her chance to attack, pressing herself against Lilly, the side of the sword pressing against her neck. She landed a swift kick to her knee, trying to force the woman to the ground.
Aisha watched as Lily moved closer, she could take a punch or two from a regular person, but she knew Lily wasn't a regular person. She made a few calculations. As the girl closed in, Aisha made her decision. It was more of a pride thing, but she broke her promise to herself. An oversized thorn...
Aisha glanced back at the crew on the bench, she assumed it was obvious, "yeah, I mean, unless you don't want to.." she teased, a smirk evident on her face.
Something in Aisha shifted, her stance becoming guarded and threatening. Her eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Lily critically. Her right foot was farther ahead than her left, prepared to launch. Her grip on her sword loosened, the tension in her body disappearing. She slowed her breath. Lily...
Aisha joined the crowd, her free hand in her pocket. As Lily mentioned sparring with the other's, an eyebrow raised. She bit her lower lip to keep herself from smiling. Not only will this give her valuable information if she ever needed to kill any of these people, but it would give her a chance...
Aisha pokes at the dummy with the tip of the blade, feeling the urge to pierce it with more than a sword. But she couldn't do that. She can't give away the fact that she is more than just a regular human, for that is not what Melissa is. Lyrie's performance catches her eye, a flicker of...
Aisha launched an assault on the dummy of her choosing. She ran towards it, her guard up. As she came upon the inanimate object, she landed a blow to it's chest with her elbow, she spun around so she was facing it's back and brought the sword diagonally across the material, leaving a long and...