Arla ducked the swing and tackled, tumbling into Geoff and crashing with him down on the floor. She managed to get another punch in, but Geoff was a big guy and she was out of practice. He pinned her quickly and slammed the heel of his hand into her nose before tearing at her scarf. Arla's hands came up to stop him----but he's already seen the weird scars where her gills are closed, and the next thing Geoff does is tear off a glove, exposing the delicate webbing between Arla's fingers.
"Look what I got!" Geoff shouts to his friend, twisting Arla's wrist and showing off her hand. "A real freak over here." He looked down at her like he wanted to find out what else was wrong with her physically, and he tugged at her blouse.
Arla spat in his eye and clawed at his face. She tried to get up, but his weight was on her stomach and her legs kicked out at nothing. That didn't keep her from trying.
Meanwhile, the second man butted heads with David, shoving him back into the wall. "Think you're too goddamn good to register?"
And the sick thing was, a crowd was gathering. People heard the cry of "mutant" and came running to see what was going on. No one was really doing anything.