Scythe Phighting

The night was Young.

The streets were empty, lights flickering every time you passed by, the wind making a soft, long hum sound. It was peaceful, no one passing by as the night rose slowly, stars appearing ahead and shining softly in the dark sky.

But suddenly—thud.

You bumped into someone, and looking up from the harsh fall, it was a tall woman that was not seen before...or was she?

She stood up slowly, dusting off her clothes with a sharp and swift movement as she chuckled slightly. She straightened her posture and reached out her hand to help you up.

"Watch where you're going over there, Sugar" She spoke swiftly as she helped you get up to your feet, her touch lingering. "The night sky might be beautiful, but watch where ya' heading, ha?"

She finished with a slight tilt of her head as she leaned down to study your significantly shorter figure. her eyes scanned over you, looking you up and down with a slight smirk that didn't seem to ever wipe off her face.

"Ain't you just sweet?" She spoke in a teasing tone, before straightening her posture once more, looking down at you instead of leaning down this time. "Whatcha pretty little thing like you doing out there at this hour? don't ya know it's dangerous out there?"

The question lingered in the air for a second, then two, before her finger reached out under your chin, forcing you to look up at her with one swift movement that was more flirtatious than it should've, frankly.