- Invitation Status
- Look for groups
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- My times are pretty erratic, but I try to avoid being on EST 11pm-9am.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Modern, Historical Romance.
Lars was so utterly indignant at what, in her mind, was a perfectly logical assessment, that she almost laughed. But his temper fit wasn't to be wasted. El slammed the hilt of her sword into another bandit's face and hurtled forward, planting her foot into the stomach of the head bandit, and sending him reeling back. He dropped his sword, which meant she didn't have to, and in the next moment, El was the one with a hostage, holding a sword to his neck. "Get behind me." She snapped at Lars, before slowly backing up, the bandit still in her grasp.
"So let's get this clear." She said to the other bandits, voice ringing with command - a trick she had picked up in future-Queen training. "Unlike your friend here, I'm not easy to distract or intimidate. You guys are going to throw your weapons farther to the side, and princess here is gonna go collect them. If not, I'm going to slice this guy up, and then go after all of you. You have five seconds. After 5 seconds, I start carving pretty red patterns into his skin. Got it?" She started the countdown...
"So let's get this clear." She said to the other bandits, voice ringing with command - a trick she had picked up in future-Queen training. "Unlike your friend here, I'm not easy to distract or intimidate. You guys are going to throw your weapons farther to the side, and princess here is gonna go collect them. If not, I'm going to slice this guy up, and then go after all of you. You have five seconds. After 5 seconds, I start carving pretty red patterns into his skin. Got it?" She started the countdown...