Snippet #1867886

Cherry

The gory sound of ripping skin filled the arena, followed by the laughter and cheering of men, and the cussing of others. At that moment, a Ladren had died, and all she was doing was helping a stranger "kill time". Cherry saw the boy as no harm. If she had felt insulted, or offended, her ego would have taken control long ago. She slipped a different bounty from her bag and unfolded it, flat on the table. The picture was of a Ladren, a female. A flower sat in her long, curly hair, and her ear was pierced at the tip, like most female Ladren's were. Her teeth pointed just at the canines, giving off a playful smirk. Under the picture, in ink, it stated that she was 13 years old, with a weak build, and a high bounty.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" Cherry spoke, assuming that the man had taken a glance at the paper. The bounty was the biggest Cherry had ever seen, but she had given up looking for the girl long ago. Reaching into her bag, she grasped a handful of coins, and dropped a thicker one onto the wooden table, next to her drink.

Without another word, Cherry stood. "Perhaps someone else can kill your time." She seemed mature. Cool and collected. Of course she did. It was her front. In reality, she wasn't sure what to think. Was he trying to get under her skin, or simply start a conversation?

Her cool was quickly interrupted, when she was shoved into the bar by a group of rowdy men. Her previously damaged ribs hit the edge of the wood, sending her spiraling into a fit of anger and frustration.

"Screw off!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Once the area around her was quiet, and she had gotten the attention of the man who had shoved her, she approached him.

"I should kill you for that!" Her face was red with embarrassment and rage, but the man simply chuckled to his drunken self, and turned back to his friends.

"Hey!" She growled, snatching the large man by the shoulder and spinning him to face her, before quickly, and furiously, lodging her knee into his crotch. The man fell over and crumpled to the ground. The group of men around him stared directly at Cherry, who quickly leaped onto the bar table, snatching up her bounty, and glancing back at Jaedon as she disappeared into the crowd.

It had been a mistake to come on such an awful day in the first place. Now, was time for Cherry to find a place to cool her branded ego, and attempt to forget all about making an ass of herself, as she did every day.