Panthira tis Kyniga

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 Kieren huffed as the wind was knocked out of him, when someone ran head long into him. He took a stumbling step back to regain his balance. “It’s alright” he said, just a little out of breath. Kieren looked at the person who ran into him, and found to his surprise that it was a young girl. He frowned a little, people normally roamed the streets of new york into all hours of the night, but not normally kids her age.

  He took in her appearance, everything from the bow and arrows, to her strange garb, to the stance which she had taken while he had been analyzing her. He decided that in a normal fight she could probably hold her own, but these streets at night were not the grounds for “normal” fights. Many drunks could do quite a lot of damage. That added to  the fact that she was a young girl, out here alone…. no, she was too tempting a target for the scum that run around here.

 ”what are you doing out so late? You know its really not very safe….”

Panthira relaxed her stance slightly when the stranger made no attempt at harming her. She made sure to stay alert, just in case he changed his mind. She debated whether it would be better to answer this person, or just walk away. His question was harmless enough. Panthira met the strangers gaze. “I was at Central Park. I lost track of the time.” She showed him her wrists, which were bare. “I don’t exactly own a watch, so it’s sometimes hard to tell how late it is.” She shrugged when he said that it wasn’t safe. “Where I’m from, nowhere is safe. I’m used to being chased and attacked by all sorts, so I think I can handle myself in most any situation. Thank you for your concern, though. And I really am sorry for running into you.”

(Source: panthira)