I returned or blocked as many punches and kicks as I could, but I was soon overwhelmed. I ended up taped up in bed, healing as best I could. Broken bones suck, even after the mending gel has worn off. I'm down for the night at least, all because I disagreed with two people full of anger who are preying on your kids. I almost feel like a hero.
Leather is so much better.
The pierced female sat down, her flat black hair hanging against her head elegantly. The other member of the room said, both occupants acting in a familiar fashion towards each without saying one another's names. They never spoke names. Just in case. The clothes make the man.