Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-8723280-20161110194341

The fact that the punch connected filled her with satisfaction. It was a loud thud, hitting him square in the chest, his gasp audible in the early morning. Lucina grinned at that, for a moment. It felt good, so good. All the build of her anger was released behind a single punch, and dear Gods, it felt so good.

That's what he got for fucking around with her.

"To kick your ass–" She hissed, half gloating. The remnants of a smug smile were left, some of it consumed by her frustration. She's always been far too feeling, far less logical and reasonable than Hazelle or Hector.

"Cause fuck you, that's why."

She glared back at him, all furor now. There was just something indescribably irritating about him; Lucina could still remember the stupid smirk plastered on his face as he mocked her, taunted her, back at Beacon. So, this was her getting even. Gods, this was her getting vindictive. And she didn't care.

So, putting down her slightly throbbing hand, she threw a punch with the other, aimed towards his face. To wipe the stupid smirk from her memory.