Thalassa
She sat in silence as Maea mumbled to herself, half wanting to roll her eyes at whatever self-soothing nonsense she was spewing. No matter what it was, it wouldn't help her against Thal, and her crew knew that, content to sit out of the way as they conversed.
The final agreeance was met with a sharp grin. It wasn't that she wanted to fight Maea (hell, she hadn't even wanted to see her) but at least it was a chance to see how much the pale Ancient was willing to go to earn back some of the ground she'd lost. And if she got to inflict some damage in the meantime... Thal couldn't find it in her to care. She'd hurt her - multiple times.
Tapping her finger against the wood of the crate, she said the usual script, "All weapons, magics, and methods are allowed - although if you damage my ship, I will kill you regardless." 'In the most painful way possible' was excluded, but the glint in her eyes was implication enough. Doing a quick sweep of her crew, she let her gaze return to Maea, stubbornness and dangerous violence schooling her features. "No one is allowed to interfere, and it ends when one of us surrenders or dies." Her fangs peeked out as she smiled, daring the woman to back out now that she knew the clear risks.
The final agreeance was met with a sharp grin. It wasn't that she wanted to fight Maea (hell, she hadn't even wanted to see her) but at least it was a chance to see how much the pale Ancient was willing to go to earn back some of the ground she'd lost. And if she got to inflict some damage in the meantime... Thal couldn't find it in her to care. She'd hurt her - multiple times.
Tapping her finger against the wood of the crate, she said the usual script, "All weapons, magics, and methods are allowed - although if you damage my ship, I will kill you regardless." 'In the most painful way possible' was excluded, but the glint in her eyes was implication enough. Doing a quick sweep of her crew, she let her gaze return to Maea, stubbornness and dangerous violence schooling her features. "No one is allowed to interfere, and it ends when one of us surrenders or dies." Her fangs peeked out as she smiled, daring the woman to back out now that she knew the clear risks.
Guess I got caught in the middle of it
Yes I've been taught, got a little of it
In my blood, in my blood
