Elizabeth
Elizabeth chuckles at Danta's 'clarification,' shrugging her shoulders and giving him a playful point like she's marking something on a scoreboard. "I can't argue with you there." Even if she doesn't plan on getting in the middle of whatever nonsense the 'meathead' might be involved in, there's no guarantee that she won't end up as collateral.
Her landed punch is better than she expects, going as far as to elicit a huff of air from the man that has her eyebrows raising and her hand dropping. His dangerously sharp grin should probably frighten her, but Elizabeth feels like she's a good judge of character, and there's something in his smile that's more playful than murderous. So she doesn't balk or flinch, letting out a light laugh that flies freely over the sand. "Sure. At least I didn't hit your face."
The next 'challenge' is laid out, and Elizabeth shakes her head with teasing exasperation. "Okay, but I doubt you'll have to try very hard." And then she moves back into position, making the same movement that she did before, slow and steady to keep her aim from wandering.
Her landed punch is better than she expects, going as far as to elicit a huff of air from the man that has her eyebrows raising and her hand dropping. His dangerously sharp grin should probably frighten her, but Elizabeth feels like she's a good judge of character, and there's something in his smile that's more playful than murderous. So she doesn't balk or flinch, letting out a light laugh that flies freely over the sand. "Sure. At least I didn't hit your face."
The next 'challenge' is laid out, and Elizabeth shakes her head with teasing exasperation. "Okay, but I doubt you'll have to try very hard." And then she moves back into position, making the same movement that she did before, slow and steady to keep her aim from wandering.
Sometimes in the waves of change
we find our true direction
we find our true direction
