Candy Quackenbush can walk on water. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} toitshour) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2010-06-11 00:43:00 |
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What: Coming down after kicking ass.
When: Thursday/Friday afternoon, absolutely before Sam arrives on Saturday.
Where: The perp's apartment, the street, the Spencer ranch.
Warnings: Yup. They're grabby.
Beating up the guy had been satisfying, if easy. He was a drunk, not a fighter, an average guy with an average apartment and an average right hook. Which was to say, no match for Eliot. Or Candy, for that matter - she'd picked up a few tricks along the Abarat, and even from just watching Eliot.
When the guy was out cold, she leaned against the wall and looked at Eliot, a crooked smile on her face. "Hey," she murmured. "You ready, or you want to wait for him to wake up?"