[ There should be any number of things Alec can say to that. He has options, starting at the tips of her nerves and rolling all the way down to a straightforward kick to the shin.
But for some reason, Aisha's intimidation is working. He's not scared, because he doesn't get scared, and particularly not of Aisha. She could fuck him up however she wanted, and she'd still never scare him. It'd just be something he almost definitely had coming.
Maybe it's just that having her face this close reminds him again that she's really here, her eyes catching a thousand sparkles off of the glitter shellacked over her cheekbones as she glares at him. His expression softens like melting ice cream, coolness giving way to sticky-light froth. ]
Nothing.
[ He shrugs, like it's just that easy to concede. ]
no subject
But for some reason, Aisha's intimidation is working. He's not scared, because he doesn't get scared, and particularly not of Aisha. She could fuck him up however she wanted, and she'd still never scare him. It'd just be something he almost definitely had coming.
Maybe it's just that having her face this close reminds him again that she's really here, her eyes catching a thousand sparkles off of the glitter shellacked over her cheekbones as she glares at him. His expression softens like melting ice cream, coolness giving way to sticky-light froth. ]
Nothing.
[ He shrugs, like it's just that easy to concede. ]
I guess I'm at your mercy. Bad news for me, huh?