Wait, what— [ it takes her a full minute to realise what just happened, her look of surprise and annoyance moving from the man to the bullies in question. dangerous is an understatement to describe their—or is it just her?—circumstances, their newfound friends slowly advancing towards them, clubs raised. Davina, however, isn't fazed, just looking very much irritated at this sudden development. and of course, at her unknown "companion". ]
Really? You're turning on us just because you stupidly dropped your stick in your face?
[ she sighs, rolling her eyes while hiding her hand behind her back. another flick of her wrist, and the same thing happens to the other landen bully, the club hitting him square in the nose. ]
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Really? You're turning on us just because you stupidly dropped your stick in your face?
[ she sighs, rolling her eyes while hiding her hand behind her back. another flick of her wrist, and the same thing happens to the other landen bully, the club hitting him square in the nose. ]