she watches him shrug out of his suit coat, almost curious as to why he didn't wear anything more appropriate to fight or exercise in. he looks more like he's going to a meeting at the church of barter, not engaging in a street fight.
still, inej unfolds her legs and rises to her feet, her braid falling along her back. she's wearing long sleeves and pants, covering most of her body, but comfortable. loose. likely not on purpose; as kaz so artfully points out, everyone is bigger than she is. and it isn't as if she had any clothing in the menagerie worth keeping; so inej's clothes are mostly second-hand, until she can earn enough to buy her own.
her fingers curl into her palms as she makes a fist, and she holds up her hands. unlike yesterday, her thumb rests outside of her fist, not curled against her palm. learning, from his obnoxious warning about breaking her thumbs. her hands are bruised, still, from yesterday's fit, but inej doesn't seem to mind or pay it much attention.
instead: ]
Do not go easy on me.
[ she says, her tone serious, her jaw set. ]
I can handle being hit.
[ she's been beaten before, and she'll likely be beaten again. but this time, it'll be on her own terms. not as punishment, but in a fair fight. ]
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Date: 2020-12-27 03:15 am (UTC)she watches him shrug out of his suit coat, almost curious as to why he didn't wear anything more appropriate to fight or exercise in. he looks more like he's going to a meeting at the church of barter, not engaging in a street fight.
still, inej unfolds her legs and rises to her feet, her braid falling along her back. she's wearing long sleeves and pants, covering most of her body, but comfortable. loose. likely not on purpose; as kaz so artfully points out, everyone is bigger than she is. and it isn't as if she had any clothing in the menagerie worth keeping; so inej's clothes are mostly second-hand, until she can earn enough to buy her own.
her fingers curl into her palms as she makes a fist, and she holds up her hands. unlike yesterday, her thumb rests outside of her fist, not curled against her palm. learning, from his obnoxious warning about breaking her thumbs. her hands are bruised, still, from yesterday's fit, but inej doesn't seem to mind or pay it much attention.
instead: ]
Do not go easy on me.
[ she says, her tone serious, her jaw set. ]
I can handle being hit.
[ she's been beaten before, and she'll likely be beaten again. but this time, it'll be on her own terms. not as punishment, but in a fair fight. ]