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Angelina Johnson (fiercebird) wrote in pandorarpg,

There was something about the way her was looking at her that made her very nearly shiver, and not in fear. Oh she was certain he could terrify someone when he needed to, but the dark look in his eyes only made her blood burn pleasantly.

His words however were still infuriating. "Why? What do you think it will lead to? I told you before," she replied, her voice crackling with heat, "I'm not afraid." Why he brought her here for a fight was beyond her at the moment, but she had no problem obliging. She let her fist fly again, remembering the satisfaction from when it had connected before. She'd already hit him in public; what made him think that now they were alone she wouldn't do it again?

Of course, he was probably still just goading her own and she was playing into his hands. That was another irritating thought, but she shoved it aside. It didn't matter because hitting him had felt exhilarating, manipulating or not.