His words shot through K'nahli like a poison-tipped arrow, slashing clean through her flesh and producing a tingling, burning sensation in her stomach that slowly radiated outward in all directions, creeping through her being until she was finally engulfed entirely by a discomforting sensation. Her body had come to an abrupt halt, the shameless declaration stopping her completely in her tracks and forcing her irked expression into one that displayed nothing less than complete and utter shock. Her eyes had grown wide in disbelief as she resided alone in the spotlight now; her jaw hanging slightly open, body rigid and unmoving.
"...."
She was caught momentarily speechless. She had no quick-witted response for something so embarrassingly destructive. She could feel the soft skin on her face quickly becoming overwhelmed with an unbearable heat, but a heat that did not stem from the blistering sun which hung, torturously, in the clear, cerulean sky above.
Slowly, she peeked back over her shoulder. The small motion to the onlooker would have been immediately perceived as something made with dire apprehension. The tia was defiant in his posture, looking as angry as ever while he continued to pursue his unknown intentions as he stood determinedly upon the saffron sands behind her.
K'nahli pivoted on the spot, turning once more to face the tia as a moment of inspiration descended upon her suddenly from a gentle veil of wind-carried sand that brushed lightly against her exposed skin, something that could potentially save her from this reprehensible situation.
"I....I.. um" she tried to begin, struggling to form the words necessary as her flustered state served no less than a choking vice upon her closed throat. She drew in a deep breath again, hoping to retrieve her composure before attempting to speak once more.
"I'll tell you what.... if you can best me in an archery contest... then I'll consider supporting your challenge..." she added coyly while averting her eyes from his mischievously.
"Or you could more easily earn my respect by submitting now and refraining from further harassing me" she suggested with a slightly more bitter tone, indicative of how his behaviour was only having a negative impression on her.
Their eyes met after she had concluded speaking. She had given him an ultimatum, one that he could not see completed. Hopefully, the young girl thought, his failure to succeed would only emphasise his lack of competence and throw him off of this ridiculous idea he had inexplicably obtained.
"...."
She was caught momentarily speechless. She had no quick-witted response for something so embarrassingly destructive. She could feel the soft skin on her face quickly becoming overwhelmed with an unbearable heat, but a heat that did not stem from the blistering sun which hung, torturously, in the clear, cerulean sky above.
Slowly, she peeked back over her shoulder. The small motion to the onlooker would have been immediately perceived as something made with dire apprehension. The tia was defiant in his posture, looking as angry as ever while he continued to pursue his unknown intentions as he stood determinedly upon the saffron sands behind her.
K'nahli pivoted on the spot, turning once more to face the tia as a moment of inspiration descended upon her suddenly from a gentle veil of wind-carried sand that brushed lightly against her exposed skin, something that could potentially save her from this reprehensible situation.
"I....I.. um" she tried to begin, struggling to form the words necessary as her flustered state served no less than a choking vice upon her closed throat. She drew in a deep breath again, hoping to retrieve her composure before attempting to speak once more.
"I'll tell you what.... if you can best me in an archery contest... then I'll consider supporting your challenge..." she added coyly while averting her eyes from his mischievously.
"Or you could more easily earn my respect by submitting now and refraining from further harassing me" she suggested with a slightly more bitter tone, indicative of how his behaviour was only having a negative impression on her.
Their eyes met after she had concluded speaking. She had given him an ultimatum, one that he could not see completed. Hopefully, the young girl thought, his failure to succeed would only emphasise his lack of competence and throw him off of this ridiculous idea he had inexplicably obtained.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
