Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-8723280-20161115201120

Fuck!

Arrogance and sheer blind determination made her think she could land the punch. Reality, however, told her otherwise. It was frustrating, how easily he caught her punch, his hand closing around her fist. She grimaced, letting out a growl. No, she wasn't going to let herself be mocked, again. Beaten down, again. She wouldn't let that happen.

But his condescending words came through, and then suddenly Lucina was jerked forward, coral eyes wide, as his knee made impact. She wheezed, sputtering for air, pain spreading out from her stomach.

Shit, shit, shit.

Fumbling, the girl reached for Electrum. She wasn't stupid, she wasn't going to go without her damn weapon. However, before her fingers wrapped around the whip's hilt, there was a hand fisted in her hair, and efficiently, she was slammed into the ground.

"Fuck you!" Lucina ground out, still feeling the pain through her Aura.

Thinking through a slight daze, she used her less-pinned right arm, and her fingers wrapped around the deadly familarity of her whip. With a practiced motion, she let out the flow of whatever Dust crystal it was, not paying attention to the type, and lashed out, Electrum's thong flailing out in his general direction, albeit with an awkward, limited motion.

She was not going down easily, not this time.