No One Said I Had To Be Good

Skadi beamed up at Gilgamesh, her upper lip bulging slightly with shorn fur. She hung onto it just until she was sure he'd seen it and then she set about trying to spit it out. Naturally it resisted her efforts and she was left spitting and picking at her mouth for several seconds, but instead of subtracting from her glee that only added to it. There were some theatrics to the process of course so she played them up with relish.

Did he even have to ask? Of course she wanted another go. Skadi had come to the field to fight and she was going to make a day of it. Maybe eventually she'd grow tired of the same opponent and have to find another, but for now she was content. This guy was alright. They'd spent almost no time talking and she didn't even know his name, but somehow he was still alright in her book. "You've got yourself a deal." And as they'd already established... Skadi motioned for him to go first. "Losers first."