Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131122033439/@comment-23309369-20131124054950

Liz saw the dynamite fall towards the ground, her body moved away from it before she thought to do so, saving her from the flames, but the shockwave still threw her a few meters. She rolled to her feet and looked around, she noticed the other boy was looking about as dazed as her with the other two still fighting, she glanced at the Tombstone that was off to the side of the area, I suppose its a little too late to grab that now.

She turned to the sound of the closest boy speaking, she heard his words and immediately looked him straight in the eye, something she hadn't managed to do yet, "Are you talking to me?" she asked him seriously, she spread her feet, her mouth turned from a nervous line to a small frown with the redness in her cheeks disappearing as well. The boy not changing his posture at all showed her that he was there to fight and since the other two were busy, she'd need to be his opponent. She realised that he must have seen her face and mistook her shyness for fear and must have begun to underestimate her, she clenched her fists and butted her knuckles together, time to learn your lesson.

Liz cracked her neck and rolled her shoulders before luanching herself at the boy, her fist reeled back.