Dance
07-27-2018, 04:05 PM
Woops. She didn't realize she had been staring a little longer than necessary. She had been so wrapped up in memories that she had forgotten to speak when she approached. So when Gwen spoke, Avalon dipped her head in apology. "Ah, yes sorry. Good morning to you as well, I have indeed come to spar. If you don't mind," She watched as the older woman placed herself in front of Justice, but when Justice spoke, Avalon's eyes narrowed. "Now I know Creed didn't raise you to speak in that manner." She didn't blame her, however. A lot had happened with her young cousin's mother, and even moreso when Creed had been killed. It wasn't easy, she knew. But still, she didn't think she deserved to be spoken to that way.
Returning her attention to the older woman, Avalon squared her stance as Tan landed neatly between her shoulders. "My name is Avalon Ancora, and I would like to spar with you if you'll have me. I'm sure that I, a 'senile old woman' am quite up for the task." Fiery amber gaze moved between the two, though she was certain that she would be fighting one of them at this point. She couldn't shake the ghost of recognition that kept haunting her, however, when she looked at Gwen. Perhaps she didn't know this woman, but she was certain she knew her blood-relatives. The thought wouldn't go away, so she made a note to ask afterwards. |
