Fight me: Your character against mine :O
Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
Adrian laughed, twirling the knife in his hand, “come on, Carter,” he teased, “you might be an Emissary, but you should at least know how to fight back.” Not that he didn’t think Carter was capable of fighting. Despite his relation with Derek and the pack, he was sure Carter had gone through enough experiences to at least know how to protect himself. ”Don’t hold back,” he grinned. In a way, this fight was almost a game to him. He had missed sparring with his foster siblings. For once, it was nice fighting someone who wasn’t some sort of supernatural being. It made him remember the times when he had been human, and forced him to rely on his other strengths, not just his wolf ones. He shrugged to himself, maybe a knife was a bit unfair, but you couldn’t expect an assailant to be unarmed. Maybe in other places, but not once you entered the world of werewolves, vampires and other supernatural folk. You really couldn’t. Perhaps, maybe, this was the reason he had held on to his Hunter skills. To pass them on and teach his friends how to protect themselves. Maybe, after all, being an Argent and a Hunter wasn’t that bad.