"Well it seems I've been beaten by a girl," he twirled the hat around with his fingers, "I don't know how to feel about that."
Stupid, stupid, stupid. He knew better than to belittle female allomancers, more than one had taught him to respect their skills regardless of their gender. It was his pride, he knew. It had hurt to know how much a young girl outclassed him, so he’d tried to hurt her in turn, and considering how hard she’d punched him he’d succeeded.
Yes I’ve gotten exactly what I wanted, so why am I out in the mists trying to find her? He didn’t really know what he was doing. The girl was unlikely to reappear and he had absolutely no idea who she was. All he could do was go to roughly the last spot he’d seen her and burn steel. That was the only way he could think of to catch her attention, do the same exact thing she’d done to catch his.
Another ten minutes, and then I go home, he decided, and started playing with one of his jumping clips, making it dance along his knuckles and between his fingers. He had little hope she would turn up, but if she did best to look unintimidating, not that she really had anything to be scared of.
Edited by Noelle, 27 January 2014 - 03:29 AM.