Thread: Against the Ropes [ Sigr & Captain Brandeau ]

Ayna didn't care much for the popular girls in school, as any of them knew better than to mess with her, but she did't hate them either. As far as she could tell, they had their thing, be it the student council, cheerleading or what have you while she had hers. Different worlds that once more touched as Taylor honored her looks and specially that golden mane of hers as she started cheerleading. With Vinny still lost in thought, Ayna found herself smiling a bit with Taylor's contagious attitude, seeing why she was a cheerleader after all. She wasn't even curious about girls, never finding herself wondering how it could be, but even so she could understand how others could feel their courage fueled by the energetic blonde girl. Hmm? Ayna looked at Reggie, hearing his unexpected statement. He was still young, but he seemed to have things pretty clear even for his age. Was she much different than him a few years ago? No, it has been longer since she knew she was made to fight, not suspecting it, not wishing it. Knowing it. How long had it been when she took that decision? She didn't know. That's hard Ayna just stated, taking a good long look at Reggie, sizing the youngest of the bunch up. It didn't matter how close they were, making the height difference bigger, she noticed that even if he wouldn't win against her, he sure wouldn't flee either, and the young man didn't even flinch when she stared at him. You'll do good she concluded, another short sentence that sounded like an absolute truth. As Danny started to talk, not brag, about how he could get where he wanted but instead of anything classically ambitious wanted to get into sport medicine Ayna couldn't help but get more interested about the blonde guy. Interesting she said, a bit touched as Danny did really get through you, but still appearing mostly unmoved. If you know your stuff and need practice, tell me. Although I probably can't afford you yet Ayna commented, a sincere offer that could help them both. Someone more socially wise, experienced or extroverted wouldn't said it like that, but at least she managed to talk about it without sounding hostile. Right now I'm still a one woman operation, but maybe things will change she added, looking at Vinny, still lost within himself. Same Ayna accepted the handshake. After standing there thinking for a couple of seconds, she shared her phone number with that bunch. Maybe it was an effort at normalcy, maybe it was curiosity about how reserved and somewhat shifty Viv had been on the way there, or just playing nice with Vinny's friends in his practical absence. Whatever it took her to that decision, she didn't analyze. They seemed like a nice few, and even if they wasn't Ayna had no trouble ditching them off if needed. Left alone with Vinny, she resumed her walk home, the man following her as a shadow of her past. If you are thinking of dealing with it like the hasty removal of a band-aid tonight, forget it Ayna warned. My parents will be asleep by now and they don't know I went there she admitted. More silence. Viv didn't say much, does she like you and saw me as a threat or she's just that shy? Ayna asked, trying to break Vinny's silence.