Post by Dane on Nov 12, 2008 1:37:26 GMT -5
Once the ship docked Dane bolted out, after seeing what other shipped docked there as well--Mjollnir. Knowing Lyra would be lurking around here somewhere. His smile was predatory as he searched, like a man on a mission he searched for what seemed like eternity, in all actuality was only twenty minutes before he spotted the powerful female.
There where several men surrounding her, Dane just shook his head.
Worst mistake they made all day.
One of the men sauntered closer, his short cropped blond hair teased up stylishly as he grinned.
"Hey baby, you lost? Lookin' for a good time eh?" Lyra let out a put upon sigh, Dane stood back for now leaning against a wall close by, just in case he was needed. The man glared angrily at her. "I'm talkin' to you bitch--oooowww owwww owoww." he suddenly cried out in pain as the hand he reached forward to grab her was suddenly snapped with barely a twist of her wrist in the right motion. The man stumbled back grabbing his now broken appendage, he stared up at her angrily.
He looked like he was about to say something, but a snap kick to the face shut him up, toppled over and passed out moments later with a groan. His crew nearby growled at her, they lunged at once, Dane just watched as Lyra elbowed one in the chest, the same arm came forward and snapped the other in the crook of others neck. The smarter of the three backed off and reached below his jacket, obviously reaching for a weapon.
Dane's hand snapped up, Veronica in his hand already, he fired off a shot that hit the man in his trigger finger at the knuckle, severing it from his hand, the man cried out in pain and hit his knee's. They both turned to him at the same time, he grinned like a fool, waving his hands at them to continue. Lyra's gaze softened for only a moment then hardened again as she turned and uppercut the man, sending him a good two feet of the ground before landing in a heap near his friends. Lyra just shook her hand and cracked her neck, turning back to him when he stared clapping slowly, she actually smiled at him and shook her head to which he just smirked back playfully.
"Sorry babe, he was going to make things uneven, couldn't let that happen now could I?" she gave him a drool look, to which he just sauntered forward. "Yea I know you would have snapped his hand like a twig and make him eat that gun in the reverse way. But, humor me." he sauntered closer. "Just wanted to talk about what happened last time we meet." he smirked wider, her look became unreadable as she turned to walk away.
"Lyra, dammit." he reached for her hand and grabbed it. "can't we ju--" his last words where cut off as he ducked her swinging backhand, she didn't stop, she twisted herself around again and came at him with her other elbow, he blocked it and side stepped her other fist as she came around again to knock his head off. He blocked her a couple more times before he growled low and picked her up, ignoring the elbows she embedded into his shoulder blades and pinning her against the wall.
She snarled at him, he moved his head out of the way when she went to head butt him, Dane leaned forward against his better judgment and sealed his lips over hers. To his surprise a groan escaped her lips before she bit his bottom lip, hard enough to get his attention and near draw blood.
Lyra's lips parted, she stopped biting him and stared at him, she sighed. "Why'd you have to be so damnpersistent?" he grinned wide, nosing rubbing against hers.
"My nature. What can I say." her gaze softened slightly, in the next breath she was kissing him, just as hot and fierce as before. Quickly loosing himself to the mind numbing kiss.
***
Nearly a half hour later Dane walked toward the crowd of people, his cloths where ripped and torn in different odd places, a large red spot on his neckline that was sure to be a epic hickey come morning, all the while the grin on his refused to leave.
There where several men surrounding her, Dane just shook his head.
Worst mistake they made all day.
One of the men sauntered closer, his short cropped blond hair teased up stylishly as he grinned.
"Hey baby, you lost? Lookin' for a good time eh?" Lyra let out a put upon sigh, Dane stood back for now leaning against a wall close by, just in case he was needed. The man glared angrily at her. "I'm talkin' to you bitch--oooowww owwww owoww." he suddenly cried out in pain as the hand he reached forward to grab her was suddenly snapped with barely a twist of her wrist in the right motion. The man stumbled back grabbing his now broken appendage, he stared up at her angrily.
He looked like he was about to say something, but a snap kick to the face shut him up, toppled over and passed out moments later with a groan. His crew nearby growled at her, they lunged at once, Dane just watched as Lyra elbowed one in the chest, the same arm came forward and snapped the other in the crook of others neck. The smarter of the three backed off and reached below his jacket, obviously reaching for a weapon.
Dane's hand snapped up, Veronica in his hand already, he fired off a shot that hit the man in his trigger finger at the knuckle, severing it from his hand, the man cried out in pain and hit his knee's. They both turned to him at the same time, he grinned like a fool, waving his hands at them to continue. Lyra's gaze softened for only a moment then hardened again as she turned and uppercut the man, sending him a good two feet of the ground before landing in a heap near his friends. Lyra just shook her hand and cracked her neck, turning back to him when he stared clapping slowly, she actually smiled at him and shook her head to which he just smirked back playfully.
"Sorry babe, he was going to make things uneven, couldn't let that happen now could I?" she gave him a drool look, to which he just sauntered forward. "Yea I know you would have snapped his hand like a twig and make him eat that gun in the reverse way. But, humor me." he sauntered closer. "Just wanted to talk about what happened last time we meet." he smirked wider, her look became unreadable as she turned to walk away.
"Lyra, dammit." he reached for her hand and grabbed it. "can't we ju--" his last words where cut off as he ducked her swinging backhand, she didn't stop, she twisted herself around again and came at him with her other elbow, he blocked it and side stepped her other fist as she came around again to knock his head off. He blocked her a couple more times before he growled low and picked her up, ignoring the elbows she embedded into his shoulder blades and pinning her against the wall.
She snarled at him, he moved his head out of the way when she went to head butt him, Dane leaned forward against his better judgment and sealed his lips over hers. To his surprise a groan escaped her lips before she bit his bottom lip, hard enough to get his attention and near draw blood.
Lyra's lips parted, she stopped biting him and stared at him, she sighed. "Why'd you have to be so damnpersistent?" he grinned wide, nosing rubbing against hers.
"My nature. What can I say." her gaze softened slightly, in the next breath she was kissing him, just as hot and fierce as before. Quickly loosing himself to the mind numbing kiss.
***
Nearly a half hour later Dane walked toward the crowd of people, his cloths where ripped and torn in different odd places, a large red spot on his neckline that was sure to be a epic hickey come morning, all the while the grin on his refused to leave.