but there's chaos brewing
underneath my skin
Aurelia took the hit – which did surprise her, but not without the fanfare of pain or the billows of blows. Her brows furrowed slightly, befuddled and bewildered too in the way that an assault to the abdomen didn’t mar her opponent. Hm.
She ducked, but not quickly enough, Aurelia’s fist coming in the pursuit of her muscle; grinding inwards at the top of her arm. It ached and numbed; and she shook it amidst a hiss, a growl, so the pain radiated downward, so everything fizzled and flurried.
A pivot, a turn, swifter, rapid now, to avoid the kick towards her own stomach, and instead of utilizing her arm, and giving it an opportunity to recover, the honeybee launched her own movement of feet and limbs, aiming at the Arbiter’s knees. There was a strong desire to get her off-balance, sputtering and skittering across the rock surface; proper brawling conjectures.
She ducked, but not quickly enough, Aurelia’s fist coming in the pursuit of her muscle; grinding inwards at the top of her arm. It ached and numbed; and she shook it amidst a hiss, a growl, so the pain radiated downward, so everything fizzled and flurried.
A pivot, a turn, swifter, rapid now, to avoid the kick towards her own stomach, and instead of utilizing her arm, and giving it an opportunity to recover, the honeybee launched her own movement of feet and limbs, aiming at the Arbiter’s knees. There was a strong desire to get her off-balance, sputtering and skittering across the rock surface; proper brawling conjectures.
trying to hold in the storm
instead of making waves
MELITA
