Thalassa
In the back of my mind, I'm still overseas
Thal didn't speak, didn't praise or refute the woman's words, but a small ghost of a smile curled at her lips, approving. The woman caught on quick and she didn't give up easily, and Thal could work with that. She didn't notice how she began to think of the younger Ancient as a project or how she became slowly more invested in ensuring she could protect herself against the new world she'd been tossed into.
Focusing instead on the correcting form and flashes of determination reflected in honeyed eyes, Thal saw the twist of the oversized boots against the wood, anticipating the instinctual attack that might come next. It wasn't elegant, but that didn't matter in a fight; what mattered was that it wasn't controlled, and as the shoulder game barreling towards her, the Captain barely had to twist from her path to send the woman flying past.
Fabric from the coat brushed against her shirt, but she otherwise remained perfectly untouched as she stuck her foot out, intending to turn the momentum against her - and most likely send her tumbling again. "Don't be impatient. Don't overextend." Her firm voice held a boredom she didn't quite feel, her eyes too bright from amusement.
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Focusing instead on the correcting form and flashes of determination reflected in honeyed eyes, Thal saw the twist of the oversized boots against the wood, anticipating the instinctual attack that might come next. It wasn't elegant, but that didn't matter in a fight; what mattered was that it wasn't controlled, and as the shoulder game barreling towards her, the Captain barely had to twist from her path to send the woman flying past.
Fabric from the coat brushed against her shirt, but she otherwise remained perfectly untouched as she stuck her foot out, intending to turn the momentum against her - and most likely send her tumbling again. "Don't be impatient. Don't overextend." Her firm voice held a boredom she didn't quite feel, her eyes too bright from amusement.
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