She lets go to bend back to avoid the fizzing projectile, and it's close enough that those sparks of COURSE singe open parts of that thin blouse she's wearing. Honestly, maybe she should buy a larger size next time.
"Oh, you cheeky little--"
She flaps the cloak away irritably like a half-dressed matador, and takes a leap towards the bull thing. Her aim? Right on his back. That's right, let's RIDE!
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She lets go to bend back to avoid the fizzing projectile, and it's close enough that those sparks of COURSE singe open parts of that thin blouse she's wearing. Honestly, maybe she should buy a larger size next time.
"Oh, you cheeky little--"
She flaps the cloak away irritably like a half-dressed matador, and takes a leap towards the bull thing. Her aim? Right on his back. That's right, let's RIDE!