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"Lads, let's be reasonable," comes a third voice, three at the head of a pack of perhaps a half dozen. "No reason they can't be both." The one in the lead has swagger the others don't- confidence and muscle to back it up. "Tough luck, kid. One bus sooner and you'da woke up at home instead of in the hospital." His eyes drop onto Phaedra. "Drop the purse and you can go. Our business is with Bristol Fuckhill over here." He nods towards Calamity and their handkerchief. | "Lads, let's be reasonable," comes a third voice, three at the head of a pack of perhaps a half dozen. "No reason they can't be both." The one in the lead has swagger the others don't- confidence and muscle to back it up. "Tough luck, kid. One bus sooner and you'da woke up at home instead of in the hospital." His eyes drop onto Phaedra. "Drop the purse and you can go. Our business is with Bristol Fuckhill over here." He nods towards Calamity and their handkerchief. | ||
Phaedra blinks at the group, her eyes wide, playing up her baby blues as much as she can, while she quietly lets her Beast take stock of the situation. "I don't understand...?" | |||
"...Don't want any trouble." Calamity puts their hands up, slowly, with a glance at Phaedra. "Just wanna get home." | "...Don't want any trouble." Calamity puts their hands up, slowly, with a glance at Phaedra. "Just wanna get home." | ||
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Phaedra glances at Calamity quietly. "I...oh. Well this is a predicament, huh?" She slides the purse off her shoulder...and then kicks it behind herself, away from the gang of ruffians. | Phaedra glances at Calamity quietly. "I...oh. Well this is a predicament, huh?" She slides the purse off her shoulder...and then kicks it behind herself, away from the gang of ruffians. | ||
"...Sure fuckin' is. Fuck." Calamity takes a step forward, in front of Phaedra, like their instinct is to protect her, and drops their cigarette, grinding it under their heel with a grimace. "Hurt me an' you've got the rest of B+F to deal with. They're not gonna be happy." | "...Sure fuckin' is. Fuck." Calamity takes a step forward, in front of Phaedra, like their instinct is to protect her, and drops their cigarette, grinding it under their heel with a grimace. "Hurt me an' you've got the rest of B+F to deal with. They're not gonna be happy." | ||
Another flick of their lighter, casually, and they pass their fingers through it, making a show of not caring as the fire touches their skin. Sure, their heart's racing, but it's only Phaedra who can hear it. | Another flick of their lighter, casually, and they pass their fingers through it, making a show of not caring as the fire touches their skin. Sure, their heart's racing, but it's only Phaedra who can hear it. | ||
The guys in the back pause, one of them getting shoved forward by the other two. "Yeah, we're beating their ass. Get beating, Chuck. | The guys in the back pause, one of them getting shoved forward by the other two. "Yeah, we're beating their ass. Get beating, Chuck." | ||
"Ohfuckyouguys," hisses Chuck, who never the less squares up and move towards Phaedra and Calamity, the others moving to fan out and surround them. The display has the guys in the back a little uncomfortable, but... as imposing as a kid with a lighter can be, it's still one kid with a lighter against six "well trained", "battle hardened" thugs. | "Ohfuckyouguys," hisses Chuck, who never the less squares up and move towards Phaedra and Calamity, the others moving to fan out and surround them. The display has the guys in the back a little uncomfortable, but... as imposing as a kid with a lighter can be, it's still one kid with a lighter against six "well trained", "battle hardened" thugs. | ||
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"Incoming!" Calamity yells, locking eyes with Phaedra and jerking their head at her. | "Incoming!" Calamity yells, locking eyes with Phaedra and jerking their head at her. | ||
And then the filthy yellow bandanna one of them's got tied around his arm explodes, a burst of flame illuminating the scene for just a moment. Bits of burning, half-melted cloth fly in all directions (because who gets 100% cotton bandanas, these days?) even Calamity takes a few steps backward, their eyes lit up with excitement. | And then the filthy yellow bandanna one of them's got tied around his arm explodes, a burst of flame illuminating the scene for just a moment. Bits of burning, half-melted cloth fly in all directions (because who gets 100% cotton bandanas, these days?) even Calamity takes a few steps backward, their eyes lit up with excitement. | ||
Phaedra takes a hit and some bruises from that one lucky attack from Bob (who cheats), and then Calamity calls out, and she ducks and time seems to stop as she keeps her head low, bobbing out of the way in order to land beside Vorpal after the boom has happened and the Big Boi has attempted again to hit her. And her voice rings out over the fight. "Boys, boys. This, my dear idiots is why you don't pick a fight with a witch. We summon demons. Darling, would you take care of them for me, please?" | Phaedra takes a hit and some bruises from that one lucky attack from Bob (who cheats), and then Calamity calls out, and she ducks and time seems to stop as she keeps her head low, bobbing out of the way in order to land beside Vorpal after the boom has happened and the Big Boi has attempted again to hit her. And her voice rings out over the fight. "Boys, boys. This, my dear idiots is why you don't pick a fight with a witch. We summon demons. Darling, would you take care of them for me, please?" | ||
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There's a brief pause, and then a gesture towards the KO'd gangsters. "Snack away. Prefer if they lived." | There's a brief pause, and then a gesture towards the KO'd gangsters. "Snack away. Prefer if they lived." | ||
"I don't kill when I feed, thank you." There's a definite indignation behind the words, hands on her hips for a moment before she bends over. She leans in and actually chooses two different bodies to nibble from, in order to be sure that they do survive. | "I don't kill when I feed, thank you." There's a definite indignation behind the words, hands on her hips for a moment before she bends over. She leans in and actually chooses two different bodies to nibble from, in order to be sure that they do survive. | ||
"I wouldn't care..." Calamity mutters, and rolls their eyes as they stalk over to collect their bag and Phaedra's purse. Then they pull a battered pack of cigarettes from their pocket and light up, the stench of menthol drifting through the air even as they make sure to blow the smoke away from the two others still standing. | "I wouldn't care..." Calamity mutters, and rolls their eyes as they stalk over to collect their bag and Phaedra's purse. Then they pull a battered pack of cigarettes from their pocket and light up, the stench of menthol drifting through the air even as they make sure to blow the smoke away from the two others still standing. |
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