In an instant Eve's bemused look was replaced by one of belittled annoyance and anger. She threw the most indignant scowl she could muster their trainers way, and even if she wasn't sure what to say, or whether to say anything at all, she couldn't help want to something in retaliation. Her eyebrows knitted resentfully tight together. Her nostrils flared and blue-ish eyes filled with disdain, staring a hole right through the bully standing no less than five feet from her left side. For a moment Eve was ready to kick proverbial sand at his face and run, but consequences be damned, Aya had already claimed that. He was her bully. This was her lesson to teach.
"Aya's going to kick your butt you know that right? Don't come crying to me when she does. I'm not talking to you anymore." Words it was, and like any good pre-teen having a tantrum like out burst, Eve turned her head away in an obvious act of cold-shouldering. Stubbornly, she hmphed, nodded and she stabbed the opposite buttons Aya had.
"Aya." Eve's own treadmill started to speed up, the inclination rising so it sat just under Aya's usual setting. "We should show her the song. I think she would like that."
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Date: 2015-04-15 06:46 am (UTC)In an instant Eve's bemused look was replaced by one of belittled annoyance and anger. She threw the most indignant scowl she could muster their trainers way, and even if she wasn't sure what to say, or whether to say anything at all, she couldn't help want to something in retaliation. Her eyebrows knitted resentfully tight together. Her nostrils flared and blue-ish eyes filled with disdain, staring a hole right through the bully standing no less than five feet from her left side. For a moment Eve was ready to kick proverbial sand at his face and run, but consequences be damned, Aya had already claimed that. He was her bully. This was her lesson to teach.
"Aya's going to kick your butt you know that right? Don't come crying to me when she does. I'm not talking to you anymore." Words it was, and like any good pre-teen having a tantrum like out burst, Eve turned her head away in an obvious act of cold-shouldering. Stubbornly, she hmphed, nodded and she stabbed the opposite buttons Aya had.
"Aya." Eve's own treadmill started to speed up, the inclination rising so it sat just under Aya's usual setting. "We should show her the song. I think she would like that."