[ How come she always got caught in these situations? It’s like no matter where she goes, something will go down eventually. The petite blossom was just blending in with other humans, getting lost in between them.
But apparently, she couldn’t walk in peace without being followed by perverted young men. She really didn’t have time for this. She didn’t wanna repeat an event twice in her life. ]
“JUST FUCK OFF!”
[ She had to fight back, she knew she had to, but how the hell was she supposed to? comparing to them, she was a damn midget. Kicks swung, spit flew and bites landed in desperation, but her back was already on the ground. ]
█ ▌☢ ℒ ░┊ It was quick, and as his flexed hand went side- ways into one of the guy’s throats, he grabbed onto another’s hair, pulling it and leading the bastard so he’d crash into the third one. Four. That’s how many he figured it was, and as the first three were on the ground, Leonardo knew the last would attack.
He heard a groan, and in a split second, he had managed to jump up, twist his body around, and send a high kick right into the man’s jaw. When he landed back on the ground; he got up just in time to see them run away, and he huffed before he turned to check on the victim.
❝ Are you okay? ❞ he asked carefully, taking a small step closer to her with a hand reaching out for her slowly. He could have scared her, which had happened a lot of times in the past, so he just wanted to make sure she didn’t fear him.
In his lifetime. Zitao has seen many things. Dragons, spirits, phoenixes, vampires, werewolves, witches, wizards and the like. But never, ever, has he seen such a peculiar thing. Eyes wide with interest and slight fascination, his thoughts turn morbid as he drifts closer, fingers gripping the edge of his shirt.
”What are you?”
█ ▌☢ ℒ ░┊ Making sure that the body on the ground was not moving; Leonardo crouched down to poke it once, sighing softly. He had to get this guy to the police.
However; he didn’t get far before a voice broke the silence, and he jumped up, fists up and ready to defend him as he spun around. When he saw that it wasn’t much of a danger; he let his fists down just a tiny bit, but still ready in case it was some kind of trap.
❝ … ❞
Then quickly; he spun back around, grabbed the arm of the thief and pulled it up so he could carry it over his shoulder before he disappeared around the nearest corner.
