The coldest blood runs through my veins
It was a comfortable stance, despite the setting and the prolonged wait. Enduring it with as much grace as she could, Maea spent the time confirming her resolve to see this through. That Thalassa seemed disinterested in the outcome of this match stung, and that would have to be part of the penance. The indifference was a result of fumbling too many times, and if being seen by the crew in this unfavourable light caused any humiliation, it was her own emotion to settle with and overcome. Calm... if this was what it felt like to embrace calm under pressure, then she just might be closer to achieving real change than she thought.
With so much time to ready herself, there was no way Maea would be caught unprepared when the attack finally came. Thalassa's fist connected with abs tightened to absorb the impact. A grunt from the pale woman acknowledged the impressive force behind it, and without hesitation she retaliated with a quick right hook to Thal's face. Putting her back into it, there was a grim determination behind the swing, that suggested it would take something extraordinary to make her surrender this fight.
With so much time to ready herself, there was no way Maea would be caught unprepared when the attack finally came. Thalassa's fist connected with abs tightened to absorb the impact. A grunt from the pale woman acknowledged the impressive force behind it, and without hesitation she retaliated with a quick right hook to Thal's face. Putting her back into it, there was a grim determination behind the swing, that suggested it would take something extraordinary to make her surrender this fight.
You know my name
Table by Skylark
