[ She thinks for a moment, looking at the layout of what was in front of them. ]
...I could play tag with one of them.
[ It means showing off her power, to blur away and lead chase. The small patrol of Vakdir were focused on the belligerent — what if Ciri was one of them? ]
A sock to the jaw, pursue a chase and lead them to you tucked away and ready? Or... does that sound like a ridiculous plan?
Ha! So that's how you play tag, hm. [ it's a little on the nose and forceful, but- ] It sounds like a plan more than any other we have. I'll go find a spot away from the crowds and you can lead the chase.
[ A curt nod follows, despite how much Rohan can be abrasive or forward, Ciri handles it with stride. She's tugging her hood over her ashen hair, looking through the crowd of people. There's a few people in similar attire as her. It wouldn't be too badly. Two guards in the front keep people at bay and it's Ciri who weaves between the masses. She glances at Rohan as he makes his way off into a direction away from the crowd. ]
This is horseshit! [ Rohan can hear yelled, her voice carrying as she finally pushes in front of the guards. ] We deserve the right of service like anyone else!
[ A few people are hyped around with her, joining in with the yelling. The Vakdir get annoyed, threatening and with a burst of speed forward, Ciri punches one right in the jaw. The crowd goes quiet and as the second guard reels forward to grab her, she's a green blur and a yard or two away.
it happens just as well as you'd expect, the two guards (one with a missing tooth and blood dripping from his mouth) give chase. Luckily, the girl does what she does best and runs — ]
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...I could play tag with one of them.
[ It means showing off her power, to blur away and lead chase. The small patrol of Vakdir were focused on the belligerent — what if Ciri was one of them? ]
A sock to the jaw, pursue a chase and lead them to you tucked away and ready? Or... does that sound like a ridiculous plan?
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[ A curt nod follows, despite how much Rohan can be abrasive or forward, Ciri handles it with stride. She's tugging her hood over her ashen hair, looking through the crowd of people. There's a few people in similar attire as her. It wouldn't be too badly. Two guards in the front keep people at bay and it's Ciri who weaves between the masses. She glances at Rohan as he makes his way off into a direction away from the crowd. ]
This is horseshit! [ Rohan can hear yelled, her voice carrying as she finally pushes in front of the guards. ] We deserve the right of service like anyone else!
[ A few people are hyped around with her, joining in with the yelling. The Vakdir get annoyed, threatening and with a burst of speed forward, Ciri punches one right in the jaw. The crowd goes quiet and as the second guard reels forward to grab her, she's a green blur and a yard or two away.
it happens just as well as you'd expect, the two guards (one with a missing tooth and blood dripping from his mouth) give chase. Luckily, the girl does what she does best and runs — ]