#somewhat protective

[wvrlock]

// We were in a hurry and the guy in front of us didn't realize we were trying to pass at first. The guy next to him saw, took him by the forearm, pulled him close, and then put his other hand on his waist to hold him in place. What I want to say here is that this is exactly how Fallahan behaves with lovers.

[red-sai-blog]

@baconpoweredmutant​

So, her night out, hanging with Raph was going well. They had fun spoiling a few robberies, and were rewarding themselves with a trip to an arcade, where Raph was royally kicking her ass in one of the fighting games. Of coarse she would be doing better if she actually took time to learn the combos and strategies that went with each character, instead of her usual tactic of ‘RAPID BUTTON MASHING’.

“Not bad, pitching Mika against Zangief.” Some guy, who had been watching them from a distance said as he closed behind Frankie, letting his body align up to her’s and placing his hands over her’s as she played, trying to take control and ‘guide’ her. “But, you have to take advantage of her longer range… sneaking in attacks is the way to win.”

Although this guy was obviously hitting on Frankie, and using this as an excuse to be up close to her body, Frankie was way too oblivious to his malicious intent, and more focused on the tips he was showing her, which seemed to be working, as Raph’s character has stopped blocking her attacks.

Then, she saw a swift blur of green, and a heard a hard impact, and the next thing she knew, the guy was off her, and holding his bloodied nose. He was shouting, and cursing, and yelling at Raph that he broke his nose, and Frankie was more confused about what happened. “Dude, did you just punch him? Why’d you punch him?”

Raph didn’t answer, he just stalked forward to grab the guy he’d just assaulted by the front of his shirt and half drag, half throw him further away from Frankie. The man had to be in his twenties, he was in his late teens at the least and even that was being generous. He had no right to act the way he did no matter what his age. Personally the turtle thought he was being far kinder than he needed to be, than he should be. It wasn’t as if one solid punch and a broken nose was going to teach the jerk how to behave. 

“You,” snarled Raph, yanking the man up so that they were nose to nose, “you need to keep your damn hands to yourself ya pervert! Back offa her! She’s way younger than your creepy, pathetic ass. Go find someone your own age!”