Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27319156-20151018170016/@comment-27235572-20151020004200

Quinn was horrified for about a few seconds. A few seconds too long, unfortunately. Before she could start running to help, two arms grabbed her from behind and yanked her backwards.

Quinn struggled furiously for an instant before the reality set in. Someone was touching her. Someone was touching her. Instantly, she felt like she was going to explode from fury.

Luckily for her, only one had decided to try and drag her off to the dungeons. Unfortunately for him, she wasn't about to let someone touch her in an attempt to imprison her. Never.

"DON'T!" Quinn stomped down hard on his foot, eliciting a sharp intake of breath. "E-EVER!" She started kicking him fiercely with the other foot, continuing to smash the first foot on top of his. "TOUCH ME!" Bam! Right in the solar plexus. "A-AGAIN!" His grip loosened a tad, allowing Quinn to squeeze out of his tight hold.

Gasping for breath (he had almost strangled her), she turned back to him, expression fierce. With a sort of war cry, Quinn started pummeling him with her small fists, aiming for his face and throat, though she mostly hit his chest because of her height.

Quinn also kept up an assault with her feet, kicking away sharply at what she assumed were his shins, based on his occasional hisses of pain. But, she knew it couldn't last forever, especially since she didn't want to use the aces up her sleeves.

Then, she was hit clear across the face. A sharp blow that brought stars to her eyes dazed Quinn to the point where she pretty much keeled over from the pain of it. She may have been through training for a good chunk of her life, but that was rudimentary at best. This was a soldier.

Quinn never stood a chance.

As her vision faded, the last thing she saw was the odd vision of the card soldier smirking down on her. "T-They really do l-look like cards.." She murmured, a bit delirious, before she blacked out.

((Well, this one was fun.))