Friction! [Karou]

[raii]

Before she could respond, a green fire lizard popped out of between, shrieking loudly. For some reason, that rancid rider told the creature that she, Karou, had food. The green flew over to her, buzzing around her head like an obnoxious fly, screaming for food, no doubt. She shoved the creature away from her. "I have no food, you nasty little vermin! Go attack yours, who is obviously a compulsive liar and possesses a strong hatred of me."

She surely hated him, after all. At first he had seemed to just be a scruffy, angsty young man. As he opened his mouth, he proved to be sarcastic and rude. As time went by, he seemed more and more distasteful, but now...

Now he was an enemy.

She stormed out of the water, walking directly to him, and slapped him solidly across the face. Karou was never one to brag (indeed she was, but she thought herself most modest), but she had quite decent skills in the fighting department. No, she was not the kind to give a weak, half-hearted, pathetic slap. The sound was loud, but that was to be expected; slapping was always loud. She glared at him, this insignificant asshole who had managed to anger her so.

She calmed down after that display of her anger, and merely smirked at him.

[Lotty]

Wattabitch.

The words flew through his head in a conjoined scrambled as he glared back at her completely affronted and speechless. Well, this was an all too familiar situation - getting slapped by a woman that is - and no matter how many times he'd survived the physical lashes of a disgruntled lady, it never started feeling any better. Being the wishy-washy fair weather friends they were, both Mojo and Fracas disappeared between at the crack of skin against skin leaving only him and Eyesore behind; the blue was priming his talons for an attack, the evil one had attacked His and this was something that would not be allowed.

The blue firelizard needed to cool his jets though, because to be completely honest K'sel wasn't totally surprised about this. He was an asshole. These kinds of things happened to guys like him. Of course that didn't make him hate Karou any less, and as tempting as it was to scream at her and throw a fit, it hardly would get him anywhere now would it? Very, very, calmly he got off of his laying spot and rose to his feet, dusting sand off of his shirt and pants before looking over at the smirking girl and drawling out, "That hurt....whore," he felt around his face, sure that there was a hand shaped red mark gracing his cheek. Very, sexy indeed.

Although he thought that he really did deserve to get hit for the way he was acting, he wasn't going to let her in on this little secret. As far as he was concerned he was going to tell her to go walk off of a cliff every chance he got, "you feel better about yourself now? Going to go back into the water and swim to your cave you sea troll?" He was, particularly more venomous than playful at this point, and almost, just almost willing to concede and go home. He didn't have to deal with her if he didn't want to there. Plenty of places in the jungle for him to do his usual lounging...leave the beach to the psycho hose beasts.