Zhavi sneered, cackling in delight as she kicked off another bolt of cloth and transferred all of her weight to the stack of crates. As it turned out, the stack of crates was not quite built to handle so much weight, scrawny though she was. Her foot broke through one of the slats, trapping her leg and throwing her off balance. Melodia's kick was the final straw for the stack, and it tipped. "Shit!"
Then, dragged by the contents of the pile, Zhi crashed back down near to Melodia, arms and legs tucked in as best as she could manage. It was still a bad landing. Zhi was bleeding. She yanked at her leg -- it was stuck right good - and held up her knife.
With her other hand, she pulled out a small bag of coin. "Call 'em off?"
Her grin was not quite disarming.
Then, dragged by the contents of the pile, Zhi crashed back down near to Melodia, arms and legs tucked in as best as she could manage. It was still a bad landing. Zhi was bleeding. She yanked at her leg -- it was stuck right good - and held up her knife.
With her other hand, she pulled out a small bag of coin. "Call 'em off?"
Her grin was not quite disarming.
