[ota] This Means War...
It had started because some punk kids around the green. One had decided it was a good idea to pelt wandering adults with snowballs as they wandered to close to the Green- and apparently Hadyn counted as an adult these days. But getting hit with a rock hidden into a rather hard clump of packed snow was not something that Hadyn, adult or not, was willing to look over.
Particularly when it was some punk Heart kid that thought he'd been a good target, flinging out Spade-slurs following the hit.
Which, okay- the adult thing to do probably would have been to tell their parents to learn how to raise their 'damn children'. But Hadyn had only been 21 for a few months. And that was still closer to teenager than anything else in his head- so it somehow made a bit of sense that Hadyn put the teen through the works. It was a bit like a bar fight- minus the bar.
He was now sporting a cut over his eye, though, and a few other signs of a fight. He doesn't, however, seem to care as the other teens scamper off.
Punks.
Particularly when it was some punk Heart kid that thought he'd been a good target, flinging out Spade-slurs following the hit.
Which, okay- the adult thing to do probably would have been to tell their parents to learn how to raise their 'damn children'. But Hadyn had only been 21 for a few months. And that was still closer to teenager than anything else in his head- so it somehow made a bit of sense that Hadyn put the teen through the works. It was a bit like a bar fight- minus the bar.
He was now sporting a cut over his eye, though, and a few other signs of a fight. He doesn't, however, seem to care as the other teens scamper off.
Punks.