The man drew back slightly in surprise, and Buttercup tensed slightly, ready for whatever he did next. She would prefer not to make a scene here, but she'd learned the hard way to do whatever she needed to defend herself.
The man looked her over and grinned crudely. It was obvious that he'd decided that he was more than a match for her - unsurprising, given his apparent physical advantage - and he leaned closer, reaching for her.
"Going somewhere, honey?"
It was over in a flash. Buttercup thrust up the hand holding the knife, slamming the butt of the weapon into the man's solar plexus. He staggered back, gasping for air, and she turned and fled into the crowd.
She found a seat against the far wall, near the corner, sliding roughly into the seat as her eyes darted back and forth. No one seemed to have followed her, and the only person nearby was a slight man with an eyepatch - not much of a threat.
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Date: 2009-09-20 12:31 am (UTC)The man looked her over and grinned crudely. It was obvious that he'd decided that he was more than a match for her - unsurprising, given his apparent physical advantage - and he leaned closer, reaching for her.
"Going somewhere, honey?"
It was over in a flash. Buttercup thrust up the hand holding the knife, slamming the butt of the weapon into the man's solar plexus. He staggered back, gasping for air, and she turned and fled into the crowd.
She found a seat against the far wall, near the corner, sliding roughly into the seat as her eyes darted back and forth. No one seemed to have followed her, and the only person nearby was a slight man with an eyepatch - not much of a threat.