by Lady Arbitrary 1/2/2014, 7:42 pm
Maeve groggily came to, her head throbbing. Muttering darkly, she tried to get up, but found that her hands were tied behind her back.
It took all of her self-control not to scream out profanities.
Luckily, she had been in this situation several times before, and had gotten quite good at getting out of it. Quick as a flash, Maeve grabbed a knife from a hidden sheath in her boot and cut herself loose. She stood up and took a moment to realize that the b*stard had dragged her outside. She rubbed the bridge of her nose. When she pulled her fingers away, however, they were stained with ink. Maeve's eyes widened. He hadn't. She raised her knife to check her reflection and sure enough, Robin had doodled all over her face. Maeve put her knife back in her sheath and pulled out a celestial bronze throwing knife. She whirled around and looked Robin in the eye.
"You're dead."
And with that, she flung it squarely at his chest.
Gwen had followed Robin outside, curious to see how this would turn out. She now knew she would not be disappointed. Maeve struck her as a very unstable person, and if she was stronger than Robin, this would be an interesting confrontation to say the least. Gwen prayed her roll of film would last till the end of the fight.
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