@plantsandpotionz wrote: "Excuse me darling but... Are you alright? That little ruffian didn't hurt you too badly did they?" (For Sallie Mae from Stolas)
“who, this guy? nah, he barely left a scratch on me!” well, even if that’s what sallie said, her appearance clearly stated otherwise. maybe it was the wrath blood that flowed through her veins, or an unnaturally high pain tolerance, but the fresh specks of black blood and bruises against crimson skin were unmistakable. but maybe they were from the perpetrator? who knows, she’s not gonna question it. all she cares about was the fact the scoundrel was unconscious at their feet.
clawed hands hands come down to dust against her outfit. “i had it under control, y’know. but hey, i’m not against thankin’ you from stepping in!” she retorts, friendly smile against her face as gaze returns to the taller figure who just so happened to be in the right place at the right time, single hand reaching out in a handshake. “c’mon now, don’t be shy, i gotta have a name for my saviour, don’t i?”