Charlotte Lucas (smarts_n_crafts) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2018-12-05 11:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: fisher drosselmeyer, character: van carlyle, location: the courtyard |
Thread: i am not an angry girl / but it seems like i’ve got everyone fooled
WHO: Fisher and OPEN Van
WHEN: December 5, afternoon
WHERE: Courtyard
WHAT: Fight! Fight! Fight!
Rating/Warnings: Angry German from an angry German.*
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single jerk in possession of an insult, must be in want of a broken nose.
Currently, Fisher was doing her best to test that theory by applying both fists - and a willing elbow - to Dean Hanning’s face.
Fisher was strong for her size - and stubborn enough for three - but she was a fixer, not a fighter. Meanwhile Dean had the advantage of three inches, forty pounds, and being a pureblood werewolf. It was not, by any stretch of logic, a fair fight. Especially since it became quickly obvious that the Pegasus boy had no interest in winning despite his opponents stalwart attempt to bite his face.
“Fucking hell, Fisher, I didn’t mean – it was just a joke!”
”Halt deinen Mund! Leck mich am Arsch!”
“You’re goddamn – ow! She bit me, Jesus Christ! The crazy bitch bit me!”
”Leck mich!” Fisher retorted and dived for Dean’s nose again.
*OOC: None of Fisher’s German above is very...nice.