K'nahli let slip a startled gasp as she was suddenly thrown to the ground by an unseen force with great speed. She grunted sharply as she landed heavily on her back, sliding a short distance in the process as a result of the unanticipated attack - the force of which having left her momentarily dazed; though thanks to the brittle ground, not particularly hurt at least. Her eyes, having braced themselves for the impending impact with the ground before her, had still been sealed, tightly shut by the time she realised that whatever had knocked her down was in fact a person, a person whose perceivably, large form was still on top of her, deliberately pinning her down with a strength that she could not hope to rival. Though she struggled little at first, it was easy to tell then and there that she would be unable to move so long as she was restrained like this.
A blurred silhouette, burned against the night sky greeted her as her eyes slowly drew open once again, straining slightly against a faint but niggling pain that could be felt near the back of her head following the collision. It had all happened so fast that she hadn't even considered the possibility of whom or what it could have been...this person..... before her sharp gaze, now returning to focus, had finally revealed the answer to the girl.
Mere ilms away, locked fierce and relentlessly against her own fragile stare were those familiar, stony eyes of her father, piercing through that of her own at a highly, discomforting proximity.
"What..." her voice trailed off for a moment as she fell lost within his mysterious gaze. Her tone was neutral, almost as though her voice hadn't even decided what emotion it should emulate for this given scenario, something so sudden and unpredicted. Even as he spoke, K'nahli could only hesitate for a few seconds longer to let the whole matter sink in.
"....what in the seven hells is the matter with you?! Let go of me!" she finally hissed angrily while beginning to struggle in a vain attempt to free her arms from beneath her father's grasp, regardless of how hopeless it seemed to even K'nahli herself. In truth, had it been anyone else then she'd have not hesitated to deliver a strike with her knee to her captor's abdominin, though the girl was not completely without her wits. As much as she despised her father's actions in this moment, such a thing was impossible - even for her, whom was displaying an ever-increasing lack of due respect for those around her.
K'nahli continued fidgeting in an attempt to slip free or at least persuade him to release her, though she was quickly realising, however, that her father would not relent given the extent he had so unexpectedly taken this too.
It was not unlikely that she would have to tell him something, and soon.
A blurred silhouette, burned against the night sky greeted her as her eyes slowly drew open once again, straining slightly against a faint but niggling pain that could be felt near the back of her head following the collision. It had all happened so fast that she hadn't even considered the possibility of whom or what it could have been...this person..... before her sharp gaze, now returning to focus, had finally revealed the answer to the girl.
Mere ilms away, locked fierce and relentlessly against her own fragile stare were those familiar, stony eyes of her father, piercing through that of her own at a highly, discomforting proximity.
"What..." her voice trailed off for a moment as she fell lost within his mysterious gaze. Her tone was neutral, almost as though her voice hadn't even decided what emotion it should emulate for this given scenario, something so sudden and unpredicted. Even as he spoke, K'nahli could only hesitate for a few seconds longer to let the whole matter sink in.
"....what in the seven hells is the matter with you?! Let go of me!" she finally hissed angrily while beginning to struggle in a vain attempt to free her arms from beneath her father's grasp, regardless of how hopeless it seemed to even K'nahli herself. In truth, had it been anyone else then she'd have not hesitated to deliver a strike with her knee to her captor's abdominin, though the girl was not completely without her wits. As much as she despised her father's actions in this moment, such a thing was impossible - even for her, whom was displaying an ever-increasing lack of due respect for those around her.
K'nahli continued fidgeting in an attempt to slip free or at least persuade him to release her, though she was quickly realising, however, that her father would not relent given the extent he had so unexpectedly taken this too.
It was not unlikely that she would have to tell him something, and soon.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
