Dawn Ratana Low Impulse Control

Character Interactions

• post All that her circling was doing was wasting time, and the old man, rusty or not, would knit faster than she would. Waiting, watching, she 17 years ago
• post The minimal opening she'd provided in taking his knee had been more than enough, and she'd been sent spinning across the room from the for 17 years ago
• post Gritting her teeth through the haze of pain, she struggled to find some sort of leverage. He was a behemoth, and pressing down pretty hea 17 years ago
• post He really was quick with the adjustments - the side roll hadn't fooled him and he was right back on her in a flash. Leaning back under th 17 years ago
• post Motherfucker was on his feet faster than she'd have thought him capable of, and they collided midair. His superior mass altered their tra 17 years ago
• post The quickness of the stunning blow had caught her off guard - she'd been relying too much on assault and not on defense again, as usual. 17 years ago
• post Well, she'd hit her target, and he was certainly feeling it, but not as much as she'd expected. His bone structure was apparently more we 17 years ago
• post Boxing, huh? Fair enough. His reach was far superior, and his thick arms would make it more difficult to land a solid blow on him as wel 17 years ago
• post She was greatly encouraged by his enthusiastic response - where the spirit was willing, the body followed. He would be back up and runnin 17 years ago
• post Dawn's eyes glinted, and she licked her fangs. That was the best way to learn, and as he improved, she would as well. Her first real wor 17 years ago
• post Raising an eyebrow, she grinned savagely. "This sounds promisin. I'm all ears, champ." 17 years ago
• post Dawn didn't really have any loose ends she needed to tie up. Maybe she would in a few centuries, but the way they were talking about it s 17 years ago
• post Dawn just stared as Cyrus moved from feline to human. She just couldn't get over how cool the different gifts were. "Man, I never git ti 17 years ago
• post Nodding, Dawn hoped to never be in that position. Rust was hard to scrape away - better to just maintain the machine in working order. N 17 years ago
• post "I could probably whoop a geriatric paraplegic's ass, but I've never tried." The sword thing he'd been doing was different from the stuff 17 years ago
• post Things had been fucking confusing. The imprisonment that the big guy had been subjected to had brought her daymares to the forefront agai 17 years ago
• post Sipping uncharacteristically slowly through her drink, she continued to moil through the problems at hand. There really were no easy answ 17 years ago
• post A bit out of her comfort zone, Dawn fidgeted for reasons she couldn't quite place. She could surely empathize with the kid, in that he di 17 years ago
• post Glancing around, she grinned and winked. "49ers fan much?" When Type O- came on, she nodded subtlely. Maybe they would get on okay - it 17 years ago
• post Glancing around, she was relieved to see that no one else had been around the foyer. Herding folks into the Commander's room, she pulled 17 years ago