This is not going to end well...

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Characters: Astrid Hofferson, OPEN

Setting/Location: District 1

Date & Time: Day 0, after most of the other people have woken up

Warnings: Anyone that Astrid stumbles across is probably getting attacked and held hostage for info, sorry.

Summary: Astrid wakes up, doesn't bother with her Junogram, and waits to ambush someone for information.

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[axeyouaquestion]

She let go but not fast enough since her reflexes were now shot, and the end result was her arm was painfully yanked, almost out of the socket. There was horse tack shop. Lots of rope. And she was knocked into it...and in her struggles to free herself, she was horribly, hopelessly tangled.

There were more snarls and sounds of rage, but she couldn't get free.

The fight was over, but it wasn't over from either of them standing down.

As she thrashed and struggled, she cursed her head off.

"--FLATULENT, THREE-TOED SNOTBOX THAT EATS THE EAR WAX OF RABID GOBLINS--!"

Rassum frassum RAGE! VIKING RAGE!

[verydangerman]

Oddly, the insults didn't reach Shizuo's ears. He appeared, in fact, utterly unaware of her. Seemingly preoccupied with unwinding the chain from his neck. Then making sure that his neck still moved this way and that.

He was aware of her, though, vaguely. Not of her feelings or her rage, which he didn't really care about, but of the fact that he'd just thrown her into several stands and hit her with a lamppost. Also several times.

His blood cooling down was always a bit like waking up. Only he'd woken up this way so many times, that his head clearing to find himself amid a street of destruction didn't cause much of a reaction. At least she was well enough to scream at him. That was good, also kind of irritating, what was the idea behind fighting him, then complaining so loudly about losing? Shit. She was already annoying him again. But he really didn't want to fight her anymore. Really didn't want to lose it again.

He turned away from her insults, placing his glasses back over his eyes, and shoved his hands in his pockets, and walked calmly away.

Ahh, and his clothes were bloody and cut. He would have to find somewhere to wash up.

[axeyouaquestion]

"Come back here! I'm not finished with you yet!"

Oooooooh. Shizuo, next time she saw you, there was going to be a fist with your name on it.

Not that she knew your name.

(All in all, though, she had to admit, that had been a good fight).