[carpe] AnOTP: Anita

[sandman_slim]

Everyone needs to take some time off from being social, even Stark and he wasn't a terribly social man to begin with. He needed space to clear his head and work out some of the more aggressive feelings (the ones calling for blood and pain and screams ripped from any throat, even his own) out of his system before going back to rejoin society at

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[tomboy_22]

And here she comes, so small and yet deadly as well. She's been observing him, how he works, and his weapon, which she is so curious about. In a very roundabout way, it reminds her of Lucivar, who taught her how to fight with the crescent blades of his homeland.

So she'll just say, from the place where she's been sitting and observing quietly... "Impressive."

[sandman_slim]

Stark snaps the na'at into a staff shape and turns to look her over. "Care to go a few rounds?"

Hey, he won't turn down a fight with a lady.

[tomboy_22]

"Maybe," Anita replies, a touch cockily. "If you're not afraid of having your ass handed to you."

She steps forward, sticks in hand.

[sandman_slim]

"I love a lady who can kick my ass," Stark says with a grin. "Bare hands?" Because this was more for fun, not to the death and all.