@Rajah
justplaying-rajah:
“Screw the gym baby, I’ll give you a workout!”
Rajah’s head lifted up as she stepped out of a bar, not one to appreciate the sound of where that heckle was going. And hat dark feeling that twisted in her gut was worsened as it was followed by a group of men either laughing or making murmurs of agreement. But that was Olympus for you. It was certainly no Ever After, with this being quite the commonplace occurrence for such a neighbourhood. She looked down the street, spotting a head of bright pink hair on one side of the street and a small gang of men on the road opposite.
Rajah was silent in her reaction, but her whole body tensed when she saw a familiar face being shown this kind of treatment. Even if it was a familiar face she had met for mere moments. She unwrapped a ribbon that was tied around her scabbard’s belt and used it to tie her hair back, moving speedily down the street to catch up to Morph and try to move her elsewhere. Hopefully a place that was a bit safer. She wasn’t quite sure why someone who seemed so innocent was around Olympus, but she would have to question it later.
Rajah took Morph’s hand and turned her in a hundred and eighty degree angle, pulling her the opposite way and hoping that the men would not continue to persist. She had her weapon with her, ready to swing. But, if she could avoid mutilating a random gathering of men with ill-intentions, or more avoid a confrontation and a visit to the police station, she would rather just take the woman to a nicer neighbourhood and forget it happened. “This place is not for you.” Rajah murmured to the other, not looking back at her, but rather keeping her eyes on the men opposite. “Town Square is this way.”
Morph jumped when she felt a hand in hers. She glanced over at who owned the hand and immediately beamed. “Rajah!” She said as she was pulled in a different direction. “I was trying to find my friend Jim. I know he lives around here somewhere.” Morph said, staying close to Rajah and squeezing her hand a little.
“What are you doing here?” She asked, wondering if Rajah had come to look at the pictures on the walls too. They didn’t have pictures like that in the Town Square, or any of the other neighborhoods, Morph wondered why. The walls here were so crowded with them, but there were plenty of walls everywhere else.
“Have you thought up any more rules I have to follow before I can be your friend yet? Or is it just hte three? I think maybe I could remember five at the most, so pic them carefully.” Morph said, “What did those men mean by giving me a workout?”