No sooner had it faded than another, even brighter flush of red crossed over her face as the tia persisted in spite of her rejection. Her hands trembled subtly now as she grew increasingly angry. She grunted in agitation, now turning in the direction of her harasser and promptly closing the distance between them. As strong as the temptation was to merely strike him and be done with the whole business, she struggled with the desire in attempt to try and remain collected. To her, this was not what the tia had made it out to be.
She drew in close to him, her eyes alight with malice as they returned the fierce glare of his.
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"What in the seven hells is the matter with you?" she spat viciously in an unnecessarily hushed voice, her gaze unfaltering. Though they were far from the camp and there was no further need for either of them to continue shouting, she couldn't help but resort to discretion. It needn't have taken a keen eye to notice the embarrassment occupying her expression beneath the more prominent flare of anger.
"Did someone put you up to this? If so then I fear they only wished to see you hurt, as understandable as that feeling is" she questioned him with harsh uncertainty. His actions were beyond strange, in her eyes it must have been someone's idea of a joke. Though the concept of him submitting to such a request was strange in itself, resulting in a lingering cloud of doubt to hang over her while she awaited an answer.
The cold stare the young and audacious tia was opposed with was a powerful contrast to the sweltering heat that weighed down upon the sands. He was picking a dangerous fight.
She drew in close to him, her eyes alight with malice as they returned the fierce glare of his.
"What in the seven hells is the matter with you?" she spat viciously in an unnecessarily hushed voice, her gaze unfaltering. Though they were far from the camp and there was no further need for either of them to continue shouting, she couldn't help but resort to discretion. It needn't have taken a keen eye to notice the embarrassment occupying her expression beneath the more prominent flare of anger.
"Did someone put you up to this? If so then I fear they only wished to see you hurt, as understandable as that feeling is" she questioned him with harsh uncertainty. His actions were beyond strange, in her eyes it must have been someone's idea of a joke. Though the concept of him submitting to such a request was strange in itself, resulting in a lingering cloud of doubt to hang over her while she awaited an answer.
The cold stare the young and audacious tia was opposed with was a powerful contrast to the sweltering heat that weighed down upon the sands. He was picking a dangerous fight.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
