[Event Post]

[triade_oscura]

::Perhaps you're going through a dingier part of town. Well, if you are, you're in luck. You find a bitchy blonde Cacuasian chick with a golf club whacking golf balls at cans arranged on an old wooden fence. She seems to miss regularly, and seems rather freaking irritated, cussing repeatedly.

She's in blue shorts and a grey sweatshirt and cheap sneakers as well. Though what's more baffling is the fact she's got a handgun strapped in a holster to her left leg. What a frightening woman. You should admonish her, or just stare in disbelief at her.::

Comments

[triade_oscura]

::Leans back, but she's obviously been scorched to some degree, and screaming. She obviously leaps backing, burning herself more.::

Good... I... like... that...

::Twitches, flicking the golf club around.::

[keepersouha]

*gets themselves up, the fireballs forming again around them, but... urgh, their head. They hold it, glaring at Gwen as they steady themselves*

Just get away...

[triade_oscura]

::Winces when she touches her own burns.::

... I'll call it a draw for the moment. But you better be better than a creampuff next time...

::Starts backing off.::

[keepersouha]

*they keep the fireballs up as they back away themselves, their head throbbing with pain. Once they get far enough though, they dissipate and break out into a stumbled run. Away from you.*