“Afraid of what?”
Sam copies her stance, shoulders rolling, fists clenched
as he lifts them to guard his face. There’s a smirk play-
ing at his lips, other portions of his face contorting in such
a way he almost looks smug— maybe that’s what he’s trying for.
{ oh, she couldn’t wait to knock that look
off of his face. with a twitch of her lips,
rose darted at him, pulling her fist upward
as she approached. with her right hand, she
managed an uppercut to his jaw as prepared
for the rebound attack. the punch had thrown
him off a bit, so she was able to dodge his
attempt easily. to dodge him, she did a small
spin off of the side of his body and ended
up behind him– the perfect place to do a
swift under kick to his legs.
the fight had lasted less than a minute, and
rose had won. with him on the ground, she ran
back and jumped him. with one leg on the left
of him and the other on the right, she had him
pinned down. rose finished off the tackle by
taking her forearm and pressing it to sam’s
throat. }
❝If I was a vampire, you’d be dead right now.❞