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Dru had insisted that the two take her motorcycle to make time, as they would most likely be late as it were. Dru rode the roads, and if she saw a traffic jam, she would merely speed up and jump onto the sidewalk until they cleared the mess. Dru was crazy like that.
Asilin laughed manically as she watched people scamper for their lives. "That's right, RUN!" she yelled. Since she couldn't kill anyone, this was the next best thing. The only problem was...Asilin didn't like going 97 miles an hour... "Dru? Could ya slow down just a touch?"
Dru suddenly threw on the brakes and went to a skid. She put out her leg to prevent the motorcycle from hitting the ground. "We're here," she said.
Asilin twitched and sighed. "Well, here we go then."
"Have fun. I'll be over by the railing, watching people fall and laughing my ass off as they do so."
"Hey, that's MY hobby!"
With that, Dru walked off, leaving Asilin to fend for herself. She went to the railing, crunching through the snow. One thing she loved was an evening in New York in the snow. A cold wind caressed her face. She leaned against a tree, and watched for Asilin...
Asilin's POV
ÂAsilin sighed dejectedly before heading to a nearby bench. She still couldn't believe she was actually going through with this! But she'd never failed an objective yet, and if the Boss wanted her to meet people, then fine, she'd do it. Sitting on the bench, she crouched down to conserve warmth, her black hair covering her face. Several minutes passed with merry couples walking by, laughing and chatting. Asilin began to stroke her dagger. 'If DarkDragon doesn't show up soon, I may end up breaking my probation,' she thought. Just then, two guys came around the curve. The taller of the two had long red hair and emerald eyes. It was obvious he was used to being a pretty boy in the way he smiled at the gaping girls around him. He was in white jeans, a blue top, and had a blue winter jacket on over that. His companion was much shorter, but much more ominous. He had black hair with a white starburst that defied gravity, crimson eyes, and was wearing a black cloak. The only other piece of clothing you could tell he was wearing were his black boots. As they came closer, she could hear their conversation. "Hiei, are you sure she'll be here?" "Hn. She said she'd be here, and she will be. She's not dishonorable." "How do you know that? You've only met her online!" "Kurama, does it matter? You said you wanted to see the park, so now we're here. Don't worry about my affairs!" The red-head, now identified as Kurama, sighed. "Fine, Hiei, I will. But promise me you'll behave!" "Hn." Asilin smirked. It sounded as if this Hiei was just as bad as Dru and her. She decided to tune them out again though. They probably weren't who she was waiting for. A hand was suddenly placed on her shoulder. She grabbed a dagger from her belt and stood up, holding it to the offender's neck. It was Kurama. Asilin growled and lowered the dagger slowly. "Don't ever touch me," she hissed. He blinked several times. "Hiei, I think she's as fast as you are," he finally stated with a smile. "No one is as fast as me," Hiei said, glaring at Kurama. "Try me," Asilin growled, flipping her dagger into the air. This was more like it! Finally, a chance to fight! Even if he was slightly taller than her. "Hn. I have no time. I'm supposed to meet someone." "Funny. I'm here for the same reason." "You by any chance DemonDragon?" Kurama asked in the ensuing silence. "Yeah, that's me. Which one of you is DarkDragon?" "That would be me." Hiei smirked.
Dru's POV
Dru sighed and straightened her legs on the branch. In desperation, she had climbed to the first branch that she could find to get away from the feelings that were flooding her empathic sense. She watched people skate on the ice. She remembered going as a child. She had never been very good. He balance was off, and she would always have swollen ankles. She took out her sword and began to polish it.
She turned again and looked for Asilin. Asilin stood near the ice now, talking to two men. Asilin had a knife to one the men's neck. She slowly withdrew it, and then she Asilin turned her attention to the shorter man.
Dru raised an eyebrow. What an unlikely pair of friends. But then again, no one would think the laid-back looking Asilin would be friends with a girl who wore a long black trench coat and wore a sword around her waist.
Dru sighed. "I suppose I should go and save those two men before Asilin violates her probation. Gods know the Boss would kill ME."
She slid somewhat gracefully from the tree and slid the sword back into its sheath at her waist. She stuck her gloved hands in her pocket and began towards Asilin and the two men. Since Asilin was talking to them still, Dru figured that one of them must be the one Asilin came to meet.
Thank goodness, she thought. It's about time.
Dru began to approach them from the shadows, slowly, trying to screw with their heads. If she were lucky, then perhaps she would succeed in scaring them off and then the entire night would be off.
And she was just evil enough to do it.
But as she approached them, the taller one, whom she just now really noticed, turned to her. His emerald eyes nearly stopped her. But seeing as how she didn't let anyone frighten, intimidate, or embarrass her, she kept his gaze and slowly approached the small group. She stood there a moment at Asilin's side, waiting for the onna to notice her. Considering that she and the black haired boy were now fighting, she considered that this might take a while.
"Kheldarson," she said.
"HOLD ON DRU!" she yelled at her companion.
Dru raised an eyebrow. "Baka, I'm going to get something to drink. Do you want anything?"
Asilin's POV
Asilin looked at Dru in shock. Dru rarely got drinks for anyone, including herself. "What are you up to?"
"Nothing. Just thought I'd be nice."
"Sure..."
"Okay, I'm saving my hide. Remember your probation, alright? Now what do you want to drink?" Dru demanded.
"Root beer. What else?" Asilin looked at her friend as if she were crazy.
Dru sighed. "Figures. Well, I'll be back."
Asilin turned back to Hiei. "Now, as I was saying, there's no way you're a match for me."
"Baka onna, I'm more than a match for you. You couldn't even touch me!"
"I'm afraid the situation is actually the reverse!"
Kurama sighed before interrupting. "I'm sure the two of you could find someplace to test your strength. It's a large park," he continued, not believing he was actually suggesting this, "so I'm sure there's someplace remote where you won't hurt anyone else. And while you do that, I think I'll go join, what did you say her name was? Dru?"
Asilin nodded at Kurama, before glaring at Hiei. "Let's go, short man."
He glowered at her. "Who are you calling short?"
"Why, I do believe it was you."
He growled. Asilin smirked. Kurama just sighed and said, "You two just go! You won't be satisfied until you work it out!"
The two nodded before running off into the woods. Next thing Kurama heard was, "There's a better spot over here!" "What are you talking about, onna?" "Would you just listen for once?!" He sighed again before going after the other woman.
Meanwhile, Asilin and Hiei had finally agreed on a site and had taken positions opposite to each other, after throwing off their outer garments, leaving Hiei in a black tank top and black pants, while Asilin stood in her jeans and white t-shirt. "Shall this be an anything goes match?" Asilin asked.
"I guess we avoid killing though, correct?" was his response.
"Of course!"
"Fine, onna."
"Quit calling me that!" Asilin yelled before jumping at him, a dagger in each hand. He fazed out with a chuckle and disappeared. "Damn him," Asilin muttered. She whirled quickly to block his katana heading toward her back. He smirked before disappearing again.
This time she ran to the nearest tree and flipped off it, nearly taking Hiei by surprise, who had fazed in to try to hit her in the back again. He turned though and blocked the blow, sending one of her daggers flying. "You've lost one," he smirked.
She glanced briefly towards where the dagger had landed before flipping backwards. When she stood back up, another had replaced the first. "There's more where that came from," she growled.
But Hiei was gone from the spot. She turned quickly and blocked another cut. Then he began a frontal assault. Thrust, block, slash, jump, block, dodge...they continued their dangerous dance for what seemed an eternity. However, little by little, Asilin was backed into a tree until she could no longer do anything but defend.
Asilin glowered as Hiei smirked at her, continuing his offense. Then to her amazement, he knocked one of her daggers away. She continued to block, but without the other dagger, it was harder. She tried to figure out a way to get one of her others, but she couldn't without leaving herself open. She'd just have to create an opening.
Then the impossible occurred. Hiei disarmed her completely and held his katana to her throat. "I do believe I've won," he said, panting slightly.
Asilin growled. "Don't get used to it, bastard."
His eyes narrowed. "Don't ever call me that again!" He pressed the katana into her throat.
"Then don't call me onna!" She glared at him.
They just stared at each other as the snow began to fall.
Dru's POV (same time as before)
Dru sighed, walking as fast as she could to get away from the two. She preferred the whole, "Wasn't there, didn't see it, couldn't have stopped it" approach. She kept walking towards the stand and sighed. She heard someone yelling, "Let's go short man!" and inwardly groaned. Asilin was going to get herself killed.
The thought of the boy touching her made her skin crawl and her blood boil. Killing Asilin was reserved solely for Dru.
"What?" the man behind the counter asked.
Dru raised an eyebrow. "I need a root beer and a hot chocolate."
The man laughed. "Sweetheart, shouldn't you be drinking coffee?" he asked as he handed her the drinks.
Dru smirked. "Coffee kills brain cells. You're the perfect example." She laid a five on the counter. "Keep the change, dumb ass."
She turned around and almost bumped into someone much taller than she. She looked up. It was the man with the green eyes. She took this moment to observe him a bit. He was rather tall with long red hair. He looked like a pretty boy who had led a sheltered existence. Dru sighed. "Can I help you?"
"Not really. I just wanted to get away from the psycho. And your friend."
Dru smirked again. "Asilin IS a psycho."
"She seems rather nice to me," he said.
Dru laughed. "That was rather amusing boy. I needed a good laugh."
The man smiled. He put out his hand. "I'm Kurama."
Dru looked at his hand a moment, but declined. She began past him. "Dru," she said.
"Dru. Is that short for something?"
"Yes." Dru didn't offer anymore.
"Well?"
"If I had one, I'd throw you down it."
Kurama stopped. "You're being mean. I just met you. I am just trying to be polite."
"That's great. You'll go far. Stay in school, kid."
Kurama raised an eyebrow. "Would you please just talk to me? Your friend and mine are battling it out right now, and it could take a very, VERY long time. We may as well make good use of the time and find some common ground to walk on."
Dru turned and sighed. "Fine. What common ground would that be?"
Kurama smiled. "Have you ever ice-skated?"
Dru raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps."
"Would you like to accompany me?"
Dru's eyes dropped. "Not particularly."
"Please?" he asked.
Dru looked up.
"I don't know anyone here, and I wouldn't feel comfortable out there by myself. If I fall, you can laugh at me. And if you fall once, you can quit."
Dru sighed. "If it will get you off of my back, then very well." She sat the drinks down on a bench. She followed Kurama to the rental booth.
"What size do you wear?" Kurama asked.
"Ten. Men's."
Kurama nodded to the woman. The woman returned with the skates. Dru and Kurama proceeded to trade their shoes for skates. Dru did this with practiced ease and stood. Kurama stood and wobbled a bit.
"Have YOU ever ice skated before?" Dru asked.
Kurama smiled. "Once or twice."
Dru sighed. "I'll be having a barrel full of laughs tonight," she thought. Kurama followed her onto the ice. Dru turned as she heard a thump. She hid her laughter as she saw Kurama laying there, rubbing his back. Dru smiled.
"Up you go," she said, pulling him up.
Kurama stood a moment and then almost fell again. Dru caught him before he did so and burst out laughing. "So Kurama, I take it that once or twice involved much slipping and falling?"
Kurama smiled. "As a matter of fact, it did."
They had skated for a while, Dru falling right back into it, while Kurama had obvious problems. Eventually, after a little instruction from Dru, he was finally able to get a hold of the concept. Dru seemed to lighten up a bit. Winter seemed to be her element, and Kurama thought to keep this for later reference.
Dru stopped and sighed. "I wonder where our two cohorts are?"
Kurama shrugged. "They might still be fighting. Look on the bright side. They may kill each other," he said. Dru looked over at him and raised an eyebrow in amusement. He smiled back.
All of a sudden, someone rammed into Dru from behind. She began to lose her balance. Kurama leapt forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, preventing her from falling. They stood there like that for a moment until Dru's heart slowed its beating. She had never been touched like that before—and it was slightly unnerving.
She sighed and straightened, but she clenched her teeth. "Oh, !" she cursed.
"What?" Kurama asked.
"My god-forsaken ankle!" Dru replied through clenched teeth.
Kurama bent a bit, and with oddly graceful movements, he lifted Dru and carried her from the ring over to the bench. This made Dru very uncomfortable, but it gave her a chance to use her empathic skills. She looked into Kurama's eyes.
She saw struggle.
But that was it. That was all she saw before he put her down and practically ripped off her skate. He began looking at her swelling ankle. "It doesn't look too bad," he said. "You stay here. I'll get some gauze." And with that, he ripped off his own skates, threw on his shoes, and went charging through the snow.
Dru raised her eyebrows and sighed.
"What the hell just happened?" she asked herself.
Dru had insisted that the two take her motorcycle to make time, as they would most likely be late as it were. Dru rode the roads, and if she saw a traffic jam, she would merely speed up and jump onto the sidewalk until they cleared the mess. Dru was crazy like that.
Asilin laughed manically as she watched people scamper for their lives. "That's right, RUN!" she yelled. Since she couldn't kill anyone, this was the next best thing. The only problem was...Asilin didn't like going 97 miles an hour... "Dru? Could ya slow down just a touch?"
Dru suddenly threw on the brakes and went to a skid. She put out her leg to prevent the motorcycle from hitting the ground. "We're here," she said.
Asilin twitched and sighed. "Well, here we go then."
"Have fun. I'll be over by the railing, watching people fall and laughing my ass off as they do so."
"Hey, that's MY hobby!"
With that, Dru walked off, leaving Asilin to fend for herself. She went to the railing, crunching through the snow. One thing she loved was an evening in New York in the snow. A cold wind caressed her face. She leaned against a tree, and watched for Asilin...
Asilin's POV
ÂAsilin sighed dejectedly before heading to a nearby bench. She still couldn't believe she was actually going through with this! But she'd never failed an objective yet, and if the Boss wanted her to meet people, then fine, she'd do it. Sitting on the bench, she crouched down to conserve warmth, her black hair covering her face. Several minutes passed with merry couples walking by, laughing and chatting. Asilin began to stroke her dagger. 'If DarkDragon doesn't show up soon, I may end up breaking my probation,' she thought. Just then, two guys came around the curve. The taller of the two had long red hair and emerald eyes. It was obvious he was used to being a pretty boy in the way he smiled at the gaping girls around him. He was in white jeans, a blue top, and had a blue winter jacket on over that. His companion was much shorter, but much more ominous. He had black hair with a white starburst that defied gravity, crimson eyes, and was wearing a black cloak. The only other piece of clothing you could tell he was wearing were his black boots. As they came closer, she could hear their conversation. "Hiei, are you sure she'll be here?" "Hn. She said she'd be here, and she will be. She's not dishonorable." "How do you know that? You've only met her online!" "Kurama, does it matter? You said you wanted to see the park, so now we're here. Don't worry about my affairs!" The red-head, now identified as Kurama, sighed. "Fine, Hiei, I will. But promise me you'll behave!" "Hn." Asilin smirked. It sounded as if this Hiei was just as bad as Dru and her. She decided to tune them out again though. They probably weren't who she was waiting for. A hand was suddenly placed on her shoulder. She grabbed a dagger from her belt and stood up, holding it to the offender's neck. It was Kurama. Asilin growled and lowered the dagger slowly. "Don't ever touch me," she hissed. He blinked several times. "Hiei, I think she's as fast as you are," he finally stated with a smile. "No one is as fast as me," Hiei said, glaring at Kurama. "Try me," Asilin growled, flipping her dagger into the air. This was more like it! Finally, a chance to fight! Even if he was slightly taller than her. "Hn. I have no time. I'm supposed to meet someone." "Funny. I'm here for the same reason." "You by any chance DemonDragon?" Kurama asked in the ensuing silence. "Yeah, that's me. Which one of you is DarkDragon?" "That would be me." Hiei smirked.
Dru's POV
Dru sighed and straightened her legs on the branch. In desperation, she had climbed to the first branch that she could find to get away from the feelings that were flooding her empathic sense. She watched people skate on the ice. She remembered going as a child. She had never been very good. He balance was off, and she would always have swollen ankles. She took out her sword and began to polish it.
She turned again and looked for Asilin. Asilin stood near the ice now, talking to two men. Asilin had a knife to one the men's neck. She slowly withdrew it, and then she Asilin turned her attention to the shorter man.
Dru raised an eyebrow. What an unlikely pair of friends. But then again, no one would think the laid-back looking Asilin would be friends with a girl who wore a long black trench coat and wore a sword around her waist.
Dru sighed. "I suppose I should go and save those two men before Asilin violates her probation. Gods know the Boss would kill ME."
She slid somewhat gracefully from the tree and slid the sword back into its sheath at her waist. She stuck her gloved hands in her pocket and began towards Asilin and the two men. Since Asilin was talking to them still, Dru figured that one of them must be the one Asilin came to meet.
Thank goodness, she thought. It's about time.
Dru began to approach them from the shadows, slowly, trying to screw with their heads. If she were lucky, then perhaps she would succeed in scaring them off and then the entire night would be off.
And she was just evil enough to do it.
But as she approached them, the taller one, whom she just now really noticed, turned to her. His emerald eyes nearly stopped her. But seeing as how she didn't let anyone frighten, intimidate, or embarrass her, she kept his gaze and slowly approached the small group. She stood there a moment at Asilin's side, waiting for the onna to notice her. Considering that she and the black haired boy were now fighting, she considered that this might take a while.
"Kheldarson," she said.
"HOLD ON DRU!" she yelled at her companion.
Dru raised an eyebrow. "Baka, I'm going to get something to drink. Do you want anything?"
Asilin's POV
Asilin looked at Dru in shock. Dru rarely got drinks for anyone, including herself. "What are you up to?"
"Nothing. Just thought I'd be nice."
"Sure..."
"Okay, I'm saving my hide. Remember your probation, alright? Now what do you want to drink?" Dru demanded.
"Root beer. What else?" Asilin looked at her friend as if she were crazy.
Dru sighed. "Figures. Well, I'll be back."
Asilin turned back to Hiei. "Now, as I was saying, there's no way you're a match for me."
"Baka onna, I'm more than a match for you. You couldn't even touch me!"
"I'm afraid the situation is actually the reverse!"
Kurama sighed before interrupting. "I'm sure the two of you could find someplace to test your strength. It's a large park," he continued, not believing he was actually suggesting this, "so I'm sure there's someplace remote where you won't hurt anyone else. And while you do that, I think I'll go join, what did you say her name was? Dru?"
Asilin nodded at Kurama, before glaring at Hiei. "Let's go, short man."
He glowered at her. "Who are you calling short?"
"Why, I do believe it was you."
He growled. Asilin smirked. Kurama just sighed and said, "You two just go! You won't be satisfied until you work it out!"
The two nodded before running off into the woods. Next thing Kurama heard was, "There's a better spot over here!" "What are you talking about, onna?" "Would you just listen for once?!" He sighed again before going after the other woman.
Meanwhile, Asilin and Hiei had finally agreed on a site and had taken positions opposite to each other, after throwing off their outer garments, leaving Hiei in a black tank top and black pants, while Asilin stood in her jeans and white t-shirt. "Shall this be an anything goes match?" Asilin asked.
"I guess we avoid killing though, correct?" was his response.
"Of course!"
"Fine, onna."
"Quit calling me that!" Asilin yelled before jumping at him, a dagger in each hand. He fazed out with a chuckle and disappeared. "Damn him," Asilin muttered. She whirled quickly to block his katana heading toward her back. He smirked before disappearing again.
This time she ran to the nearest tree and flipped off it, nearly taking Hiei by surprise, who had fazed in to try to hit her in the back again. He turned though and blocked the blow, sending one of her daggers flying. "You've lost one," he smirked.
She glanced briefly towards where the dagger had landed before flipping backwards. When she stood back up, another had replaced the first. "There's more where that came from," she growled.
But Hiei was gone from the spot. She turned quickly and blocked another cut. Then he began a frontal assault. Thrust, block, slash, jump, block, dodge...they continued their dangerous dance for what seemed an eternity. However, little by little, Asilin was backed into a tree until she could no longer do anything but defend.
Asilin glowered as Hiei smirked at her, continuing his offense. Then to her amazement, he knocked one of her daggers away. She continued to block, but without the other dagger, it was harder. She tried to figure out a way to get one of her others, but she couldn't without leaving herself open. She'd just have to create an opening.
Then the impossible occurred. Hiei disarmed her completely and held his katana to her throat. "I do believe I've won," he said, panting slightly.
Asilin growled. "Don't get used to it, bastard."
His eyes narrowed. "Don't ever call me that again!" He pressed the katana into her throat.
"Then don't call me onna!" She glared at him.
They just stared at each other as the snow began to fall.
Dru's POV (same time as before)
Dru sighed, walking as fast as she could to get away from the two. She preferred the whole, "Wasn't there, didn't see it, couldn't have stopped it" approach. She kept walking towards the stand and sighed. She heard someone yelling, "Let's go short man!" and inwardly groaned. Asilin was going to get herself killed.
The thought of the boy touching her made her skin crawl and her blood boil. Killing Asilin was reserved solely for Dru.
"What?" the man behind the counter asked.
Dru raised an eyebrow. "I need a root beer and a hot chocolate."
The man laughed. "Sweetheart, shouldn't you be drinking coffee?" he asked as he handed her the drinks.
Dru smirked. "Coffee kills brain cells. You're the perfect example." She laid a five on the counter. "Keep the change, dumb ass."
She turned around and almost bumped into someone much taller than she. She looked up. It was the man with the green eyes. She took this moment to observe him a bit. He was rather tall with long red hair. He looked like a pretty boy who had led a sheltered existence. Dru sighed. "Can I help you?"
"Not really. I just wanted to get away from the psycho. And your friend."
Dru smirked again. "Asilin IS a psycho."
"She seems rather nice to me," he said.
Dru laughed. "That was rather amusing boy. I needed a good laugh."
The man smiled. He put out his hand. "I'm Kurama."
Dru looked at his hand a moment, but declined. She began past him. "Dru," she said.
"Dru. Is that short for something?"
"Yes." Dru didn't offer anymore.
"Well?"
"If I had one, I'd throw you down it."
Kurama stopped. "You're being mean. I just met you. I am just trying to be polite."
"That's great. You'll go far. Stay in school, kid."
Kurama raised an eyebrow. "Would you please just talk to me? Your friend and mine are battling it out right now, and it could take a very, VERY long time. We may as well make good use of the time and find some common ground to walk on."
Dru turned and sighed. "Fine. What common ground would that be?"
Kurama smiled. "Have you ever ice-skated?"
Dru raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps."
"Would you like to accompany me?"
Dru's eyes dropped. "Not particularly."
"Please?" he asked.
Dru looked up.
"I don't know anyone here, and I wouldn't feel comfortable out there by myself. If I fall, you can laugh at me. And if you fall once, you can quit."
Dru sighed. "If it will get you off of my back, then very well." She sat the drinks down on a bench. She followed Kurama to the rental booth.
"What size do you wear?" Kurama asked.
"Ten. Men's."
Kurama nodded to the woman. The woman returned with the skates. Dru and Kurama proceeded to trade their shoes for skates. Dru did this with practiced ease and stood. Kurama stood and wobbled a bit.
"Have YOU ever ice skated before?" Dru asked.
Kurama smiled. "Once or twice."
Dru sighed. "I'll be having a barrel full of laughs tonight," she thought. Kurama followed her onto the ice. Dru turned as she heard a thump. She hid her laughter as she saw Kurama laying there, rubbing his back. Dru smiled.
"Up you go," she said, pulling him up.
Kurama stood a moment and then almost fell again. Dru caught him before he did so and burst out laughing. "So Kurama, I take it that once or twice involved much slipping and falling?"
Kurama smiled. "As a matter of fact, it did."
They had skated for a while, Dru falling right back into it, while Kurama had obvious problems. Eventually, after a little instruction from Dru, he was finally able to get a hold of the concept. Dru seemed to lighten up a bit. Winter seemed to be her element, and Kurama thought to keep this for later reference.
Dru stopped and sighed. "I wonder where our two cohorts are?"
Kurama shrugged. "They might still be fighting. Look on the bright side. They may kill each other," he said. Dru looked over at him and raised an eyebrow in amusement. He smiled back.
All of a sudden, someone rammed into Dru from behind. She began to lose her balance. Kurama leapt forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, preventing her from falling. They stood there like that for a moment until Dru's heart slowed its beating. She had never been touched like that before—and it was slightly unnerving.
She sighed and straightened, but she clenched her teeth. "Oh, !" she cursed.
"What?" Kurama asked.
"My god-forsaken ankle!" Dru replied through clenched teeth.
Kurama bent a bit, and with oddly graceful movements, he lifted Dru and carried her from the ring over to the bench. This made Dru very uncomfortable, but it gave her a chance to use her empathic skills. She looked into Kurama's eyes.
She saw struggle.
But that was it. That was all she saw before he put her down and practically ripped off her skate. He began looking at her swelling ankle. "It doesn't look too bad," he said. "You stay here. I'll get some gauze." And with that, he ripped off his own skates, threw on his shoes, and went charging through the snow.
Dru raised her eyebrows and sighed.
"What the hell just happened?" she asked herself.