Andrea Rojas loves shopping and breaking faces in. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} avengingwarrior) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
After giving Glory just a little sample of what Andrea had truly wanted to do to her, she had focused all of her energy on the demons. Enjoying the feel of beating them down. The sensation of bones crushing and the satisfaction of a job well done. However, she wouldn't have been lying about being distracted. She kept shooting glances at Pike and Lois; as they arrived and joined the other ... affected people. She paused, which was likely stupid of her, to momentarily scowl at Jacen. An expression that quickly eased when she caught some of what he said. Later she would go on and be impressed by what he did ... or didn't do. Now her attention was going back to the fight.
She glanced one last time towards Lois, when a fist came out of nowhere and caught her in the jaw. She scowled again, which instantly wavered when she saw it was Pike. Her fingers balled into fists. No way was she ever laying a harmful hand on Pike. Well, at least not when her friend couldn't defend himself. "Hey. I thought it I was the one who owed you the punch." She said, ignoring the slight bleeding of her lip. For a regular human, who was currently insane, he sure hit hard. Her tone was gentle and her focus was mostly on him. Mostly. She wasn't going to make the same mistake of letting her worry and concern distract her again. Especially not around the demons.