by Indigo » 01/07/2013 12:24 AM
At this point, she supposed she might as well keep answering his questions. He was a little bit off, sure, but he seemed pretty harmless, and he wasn't likely to track her down. And if he did, by some strange chance, then she could always get her servants to send him away. Tell him there had been a misunderstanding, because otherwise how could he have thought himself welcome? But she'd worry about that later.
"Yes, I suppose you could call it club fighting. It's not technically illegal, but the authorities would have a field day if they found out where we were, so you'd better not tell anyone." Not that she'd given him that much information, but perhaps some of his "friends" would know about it, and then there could be trouble. "I have a formidable reputation, as I should."
Hold on, what was he doing? Was he writing in that stupid book again? He'd admitted to stalking her, so she shouldn't be surprised, but even so. He could find her that way.
Still making notes. Idiot.
She invaded his space in one smooth movement, too fast for most eyes to follow, teeth bared in a snarl, claws at the ready. She was even closer this time than she had been when she'd threatened him before, and she stared directly into his eyes, watching for fear. "You had better put that stupid pencil down right now or things will go badly for you," she spat. "And trust me when I say I'll enjoy it a lot more than the rest of our conversation."
What are you looking at?