“Look at what I can do!”
“Now, now. Don't get your panties in a twist. If you keep on waiting for true love, you'll never get yourself someone, lover.”
If Erin rolled her eyes any more they would’ve fallen out of her head. “I never said I was waiting. I just don’t let every person I find vaguely attractive into my pants.” There was bitterness in her tone. She scoffed slightly as Briar went sleep. For a moment, Erin debated messing with her… but Danny cut her off by inviting her to come visit the Training Room.
Erin followed behind Danny to this so called Training Room. She had noticed the destroyed lock and waited as Danny and Warren spoke to each other. “I could fix the lock later if you’d like.” Erin offered with a shrug.
“So you’re a fighter, eh?” Erin asked as she gazed curiously at Warren. “Interesting.” She stepped farther into the training hall, her glare sweeping all around the room. “Well, if he gets to strip, then so do I.” Of course, she wasn’t being serious. She wasn’t going to go as far as Warren had. Erin gripped the bottom of her sweatshirt and pulled it up, tossing it onto a bench and showing off the tight-fitting black tank top that was underneath. She fished a hair elastic out of her pocket and tied her hair up into a ponytail. The silver snake could now be seen completely. It started at her wrist, wrapped around her arm and almost reached her elbow. Its emerald eyes gleamed in the dim light of the room. “Hey Danny, you don’t happen to have any girl’s sweatpants, do ya? Sparring in jeans isn’t exactly… ideal.”
Erin jogged closer to Warren. “Hey!” She called, attempting to catch his attention. “Wanna see something super cool? Back up from that punching bag.” Whether or not he answered her or did what she said, Erin proceeded to do the cool thing anyways. She took a few steps back from the punching bag and widened her stance. Glaring at it, she thrust an open palm forward, her arm straightened. The snake that was coiled around her arm was suddenly launched into the air amazingly fast. It hit the center of the punching and burrowed through it in a second. It flew out of the other side of the bag and clattered to the ground. Sand was already pouring all over the place from the two punctures in the leather bag.
Erin’s eyes lit up happily. “Hey, it worked!” She cried joyfully and threw her arms in the air with a laugh. “I figure that one out when I sneezed and accidentally shattered a store window.” With a laugh, she concentrated once more. The snake suddenly came flying back at her, towards her outstretched arm. It re-wrapped itself around her wrist to the place it was before. “Thankfully there was no one standing in front of me when I did that…” Erin glanced at the destroyed punching bag. There were gallons of sand all around it. “I wonder if blonde would be able to pick this up..” Erin said in regards to Briar.