Baseless Agression

It was another normal day for Gabriella. Her system was half drunk and high but her body was rapidly purging the substances from her blood stream. She could feel the pain in her arm starting to creep back as the vices subsided on her trip between one bar to the next. It was easily to early for a normal person to be drinking. Late afternoon but the sun still pretty high in the sky. As she walked, or more correctly walked with the occasional minor staggered step, music from a pair of earphones blasted out noise so that other passesby could easily hear it. Going bored of the current tune, she hit next on her phone and a new song started to play.

Gabriella started to sing along in a loud voice and carefree. Not giving a fuck about the feelings of those around her. She didn't even noticed how some people crossed the street in order to stay away, from the mad singing goth girl. Nor did she noticed someone passing by her. Even after the fact she didn't know if the guy had been intending to get out of her way or avoid her. However as the passed, she stumbled. Putting a foot down awkwardly and half falling to her left and towards the guy. Her tolarance for drink though had left her capable enough to secure her footing before she fell completely. Though not fast enough to prevent her left arm clipping the man as she passed.

Later she would come to terms that the collision had not been his fault, instead being an accident directly cause by her chosen method of pain relief. None of that mattered in the moment. As the slight contact for her was comparable to being punch in the gut, causing pain to scream down her left arm. For others such an event would have been one where both side walked away with at most some muttered words. However she shouted loudly in pain, not words but just noise and started turning without thinking. "Asshole." She shouted as she finished turning, her right arm having raised and thrown forward as hard as she could towards the guys head.

She was expecting to connect, to inflict some instant revenge on the man due to pain she blamed him for. Not really fair in the big picture, but neither had life been to give her the fucked arm in the first place. It hadn't really been helpful that Gabriella had been dressed for a night on the town. As such she was wearing a tight black corset, that clung to her form but meant her left arm had been exposed to the collision. She really should have known better, that keeping it covered offer at least a fraction of protection from accidental knocks and scrapes, and cushion the impact at least a little.

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@Saberteck

Gabriella was surprised as her thrown fist was deflected with skill. While her families' culture meant member nornally had some training how to fight because of their history. Gabriella's own training had been extremely lacking. A combination of being expected one day to being in a role authority to be protected, rather then a lesser member expect to protect. Adding in the fact of her arm making any form of training of such a hardship for her. Though she was faster to react then a normal young would have been. Spinning her arm as it was push aside and aimming to grasp the boy's wrist.

She wasn't expecting to be able to actually harm him though. He had deflect her attack faster then she expected and unlike her didn't have a seriously handicap. That didn't matter too much to her. The contact even if he shook it off quickly would be enough to do what she desire. Letting her pain effect him as well in a sudden spike before her hand was fully knocked aside. A fitting revenge in her mind by making him feel the pain she blamed him for. In truth while breif what he should have felt was more pain then even she did. As half pissed and stoned as she was, the pain was numbed slightly to her. However the contact would leave him without those numbing effect to the pain.

Successful or not Gabriella would stagger back a few steps away from him and glare. "You like hurting the disabled you ass!" She exclaimed making a slight scene in doing so. Showing the more manipulative side of her mind. Aimming to draw attention to the pair of them, and try in get him in trouble for causing harm to a young handicapped women. Even though the truth was she was in truth the aggressor.