Author's note: In which Sam and Ed are girls and someone pissed Ed off.
Gender Swapped
"Just because I'm seemingly defenseless doesn't mean I actually am," Edith growled, staring at Sam with a determined expression on her face and murder in her eyes.
Sam held her hands up, trying to placate the smaller woman. "I didn't mean to imply that. Sorry." Sam kept forgetting that she'd seen Edith fight before, in the bar a couple of weeks previous. Lanky though she was, and slightly on the shorter side, Edit had a nasty backhand and was one of the dirtiest fighters Sam had seen. (Sam ran into one of the guys Edith had put to the floor. It was a week after and his eye was still swollen and the scratches down his arm still looked raw.) "Look, if you're going to try, at least let me back you up?"
"Fine." Edith didn't look as angry, but she still looked irritated, keyed up and ready to injure. She stalked off, Sam following her.
Sam didn't know what pissed off the normally placid programmer, but she knew she was going to have to be there to control the aftermath of her rage.