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River Tam (dancingmind) wrote in utr_logs,

Fire, up ahead. Fire attracted. Poor little moths drawn to their glowing deaths.

Darker things were around her, running away from the fire in search of easier prey. Like the mermaid with the bare feet. Walking on knives. But her feet didn't hurt, even if she was out of her element.

One of them smirked, growling, holding up an axe.

River regarded him. Not out of her element then. She knew this dance. When he stepped forward, clearly expecting her to turn and run, she side-stepped, kicked him with a dancer's kick, directed force, find the weakest spot. Under the neck, winding him so he staggered backwards. Another ran forward and she ducked, sweeping his legs out so he fell sprawling, his short sword clattering to the ground.

River picked it up and started to dance.