[Two of the fighters slam up against the bars near them, leaving a fine red spray along the floor of ring. Ellie eyes it for a second, then turns to properly look at the girl.
Her age, with that thin but hard look that comes from clutching at survival with your very fingertips. Neither of them look like other people in this city. Even the musclebound fighters in the area don't look like they've ever missed a meal, and while there's plenty of rage to go around, they lack of the desperation Ellie's familiar with.
... this girl looks like she could've stepped out of Jackson. Or the woods surrounding it.]
I hope they don't actually kill each other. That'd be a little fucked up.
/fingerguns
[Two of the fighters slam up against the bars near them, leaving a fine red spray along the floor of ring. Ellie eyes it for a second, then turns to properly look at the girl.
Her age, with that thin but hard look that comes from clutching at survival with your very fingertips. Neither of them look like other people in this city. Even the musclebound fighters in the area don't look like they've ever missed a meal, and while there's plenty of rage to go around, they lack of the desperation Ellie's familiar with.
... this girl looks like she could've stepped out of Jackson. Or the woods surrounding it.]
I hope they don't actually kill each other. That'd be a little fucked up.