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[singinghuntress]

[Rip was till reeling from the spread what felt like fire against her skin. Those had to be silver and knowing the bitched, probably blessed by some crazy priest or something.

Just her luck. Rip kept her eyes trained on Integra and stayed aware of what her victim was doing.

What a cute little blade. She may have to use that to her advantage. Rip's eyes flickered from the blonde bitches to her evening meal before she forced herself to move. She quickly reached for the wrist of his hand holding the blade and twisted until she was able to maneuver him to be in front of her and the blade still in a defensive pose, only this time HE was protecting her as well.

Rip gritted her teeth, still trying to ignore the pain. She could have sworn it was getting worse.]

Vats a battle vithout a shield? All I vanted vas a quick bite und to find out vhy zhis moron vas hunting me.

It's not polite to stalk a girl vithout providing dinner first. Und besides, battles between us haf alvays had collateral damage, it's vat makes zhe fighting so much fun!