Stop Fighting It {Eve}

[Eve Stone]

If anyone was staring at them she didn't notice. All she saw were the two up in the ring, with their fists flying. When the blood came she did notice that Rae was with her in the cheering and she gave her date a wild grin. If they hadn't been in public she might have kissed Rae she was so excited.

"Yeah, the big dude throws one hell of a punch," He's pretty hot too. "but man can that lil' dude zip about like a rodent on a caffeine high."

Just then the lil' dude zipped in and landed a solid punch in the large man's kidney. Eve leaped into the air screaming like a mad woman.

When Rae whispered to her again she paused in her cheering and nodded enthusiastically. The two in the ring wouldn't last two seconds with either of them, but it didn't make the fight any less thrilling. She just imagined them as being Gifted or not human and that it really was an interesting fight. Then she could get even more thrill from the blood thirsty chorus of the crowd.

"This is seriously the best date I've ever been on! I owe you one!" Eve yelled at Rae punching the air again as the larger man landed a good gut punch.

[Raelena St. John]

Rae wasn't quite sure whether she should be cheering for the little zippy guy or his big, lumbering opponent. At least both of them appeared to know what they're doing, and that made the fight interesting to watch.

Eve's exuberance was catching, and Rae felt herself getting more excited, getting more and more into the actual fight. It did feel good, having something like this. she made a mental note to come to fights more often.

Just when Rae was starting to get higher, Eve's comment nearly shot her through the roof. Best date? Clearly Rae was scoring major points here, which had been her intent all along. And she'd actually guessed right about Eve, which meant that she was actually getting to know someone.

That felt oddly good.

Rae cheered and thrust her arms into the air, as excited about her own circumstances as the fight. It looked like the big guy would walk away the winner. He followed up his gut punch with a solid jaw hit, and the little guy was down.

Not out though, he wobbled to his feet.

"FINISH 'IM!" yelled Rae, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Knock 'is block off!"

[Eve Stone]

The jaw strike had Eve almost to the ring she was so excited. Every obscene curse was flying off her lips as guards had to keep her away from the ring.

"Son of a rats tail knock his a** out already!" Eve screamed wanting to knock out a few guards as well. The large man swung a meat hammer fist but el speedo dodged and landed a swift punch to the larger man's gut. Right where the rig cage ended at the top of the arch effectively knocking out most of the air in the large man's lungs.

More enthusiastic yells came from the war dragon the thrill of the fight making her blood boil. One of the guards cursed and backed away from her she frowned and looked down at him. His eyes were wide in horror. Eve panicked.

"Heh, I just love dressing up in costume for the fights!" The man seemed to calm a bit at that and she backed away. Mouth shut and eyes down cast she waved at Rae.

"Bathroom break." Her eyes focused on her hands and arms but they looked normal. The nails were a bit longer than normal but nothing down right scary. It must have been her stupid eyes. She wove through the screaming throng trying to find a bathroom of some sort. What she didn't want was the date to be ruined. So she had to calm down or end the date early. The latter was not an option so she had to calm down.

[Raelena St. John]

Son of a rat's tail? That was a new one, and creative too. Unless it was some odd dragon curse that Rae hadn't heard yet. Still, it made the lycan smile, and yell all the louder.

She grinned as the large man bent over, and felt her blood pumping in her ears. It fed the wolf in her, and she could almost feel it wanting to get into the fight. In fact, it felt especially starved, as it had been denied its regular diet of sex. But Rae's control had always been good, and she wasn't about to slip in public like this.

Rae caught the wave, and turned to her date, who looked ill

"Aww, f**k," muttered Rae. Changing, maybe? She should have thought of that!

Rae hurried after Eve, determined not to let her get lost in the crowd. It didn't take her much to catch up, and a few smiles earned almost as much room as Eve's glowering. Leaning in, Rae whispered.

"Say a lav in th' back, near th' food stand. Ye want me ta go in wit' ye or did ye want ta be left alone?" she asked. She slid an arm around Eve's shoulders, trying to comfort her. Hopefully that didn't have the opposite effect.

[Eve Stone]

This was so bad it hurt. As in actually hurt. Her blood was pumping far to violently sending crashes of hormones into her brain. It screamed for battle, for blood and for a young war dragon with poor control in a public place? With lots of potential food victims? Equals pain. She calmed a bit when Rae slipped up beside her but she also felt extremely guilty.

"I'm sorry. It got to me. I'll be okay." Eve wouldn't meet Rae's eyes for the shame tightening her gut. She should have more control than this, but being a teenage dragon who never really was taught control. It was never needed, this control she was aiming for.

At soon as she found the bathroom she crashed through the door growling, literally, to everyone to get the f*ck out. She was somewhat sure that she told one of them she'd rip their bowels out through their belly button but she wasn't sure. Splashing water over her face she looked into the mirror. Slitted greenish Grey eyes met her with blood shot veins threatening her with the blood craze.

She stayed in the restroom splashing cold water over her face and neck trying to regain control. Eve drank some of this water feeling horrible for doing this. She didn't even have enough control to watch an entire human fight. The essence of pathetic. Growling she ripped the paper towel dispenser off the wall in her rage at herself.

"Ah, shit!" That wasn't good.

[Raelena St. John]

As promised, Rae followed Eve as the other stormed through. The lycan recognized the signs of someone grappling with their inner creature, and fully sympathized with Eve. Sometimes even Rae got out of control, and she probably had more practice than her date.

When they entered, Rae shrugged, explaining off Eve's anger as "cramps," and then took a wall. Her eyes stayed on Eve, patiently waiting as the other attempted to get ahold of herself. Those eyes...

That meant something, Rae knew that much. When they got like that, it wasn't good. Rae checked the door to the bathroom, hoping that no one else came through. If need be, Rae could probably fight Eve to a standstill, or at least prevent the other girl from doing too much. now, she had to try to stop that from even happening.

The lycan walked over to Eve, grabbing the paper towel holder and setting it down. "Disnae let it get ta ye. Ye gettin' excited," Rae shrugged, "tain't nothin' ta worry tha' much aboot. Happens ta e'eryone. Hell, I once wolfed oot at m'own bloody concert. Ye ken this is bad, try fightin' th' hairies in front o' fans."

Rae winked at Eve. Stepping forward, she slid her arms around Eve, taking the other girl in a comforting embrace.

"Jus' take some deep breaths an' focus. Ye in control, nae th' whae'er it tis," Rae stroked Eve's hair, "an' I tain't goin' no place. Ye need ta hit someit, try me, I heal."

She chuckled, hugging Eve. "Tain't wha' I was expectin' in a date, but, hell, thin's ne'er go tha' way."

[Eve Stone]

Once inside the safe confines of the bathroom, and after ripping the towel dispenser off of the wall she sighed. Was she ever going to gain control of her rage? It felt like a star too far out of reach.

As Rae moved over she turned her back to her but those arms still wrapped around her. She couldn't meet Rae's eyes, not when her's weren't even human. At times like these she felt like a monster, and she hated it.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ruin the date." Eve remained stiff and though her date's words made some sense she refused to relax. The thrill of the fight still ran in her veins and it wouldn't go away until she burned some of the energy, some of the rage away.

"You're an idiot if you think I'm going to hurt you right now." She growled moving to pull away. "If I see you hurt I just might lose it, Rae."

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sink ledge staring at her reflection. Her eyes held more red than before her hair was a mess as usual, and she looked half crazed. All she wanted to do was smash the mirror.

"Rae, this is a one time offer. You have to distract me. I don't care what you do." She turned her rage choking her as she glared at Rae. "If I'm not distracted I'm going to go T-Rex on that crowd's a**."

In three long strides her hands went to Rae's shoulders to shove her, to do something. Not to hurt but maybe to egg her on. Something, anything to make her not feel like a monster.

[Raelena St. John]

"Date tain't ruined yet," protested Rae. She grinned, finding it funny that Eve thought this little incident counted as ruining a date. Clearly the war dragon needed to get out more.

"If I see you hurt I just might lose it, Rae."

Those were words that only came from someone who really cared about someone. Yes, Rae would get irritated or angry from seeing someone hurt. But you don't "lose it" until someone you cared for actually was wounded.

Eve cared for Rae.

Distract meant two things in Rae's mind: sing or sex. The former was generally her reaction to a male target, the second the latter. While part of Rae would like nothing more than to attempt to screw Eve in a bathroom, that was hardly an appropriate place for a first time.

When Eve pushed, Rae's arms instantly slid around her. Their lips mashed together, and Rae kissed Eve, hard. She held her tight with her arms, and seemed to press the other girl close, as if she could squeeze the rage out. Or into Rae if necessary.

Rae's tongue entered Eve's mouth, on purpose. The lycan knew full well that in Eve's condition, biting was nearly inevitable. She was hoping that a little bit of leaked blood might sate it for now. Besides, it was nice to be able to french your girlfriend.

[Eve Stone]

The aggressiveness, the tongue, the closeness. She growled and advanced like a cat in heat. Hands, lips, growls, and claws taking off the paint on the nearest stall. This was bad, and her fault. Jerking away she covered her face with her clawed hands.

"I can't, Rae. I told you. I know I started it." What she needed was to get the heck out of there. "People will see the damage. Only...unnatural things could do the things I'll end up doing."

Thus they needed to leave. "It would be best to leave. Maybe go for a run or something? I'm sorry."

Eve was going to start hyperventilating if she didn't calm down. Or she was going to make people bleed. Whichever came first.

[Raelena St. John]

Well, the kissing had been good. Judging by the collateral damage, the kissing had been too good. Rae had to chuckle as she surveyed the area.

"Lass, ye tain't been 'round many rockstars, have ye?" she teased, trailing fingers along Eve's side. Since the lycan had permission, she was determined to take it as far as she could. Besides, apparently Eve really could kiss, if you got her riled up enough.

"I could f**kin' rip a toilet oop an' shove it again' th' door," Rae jerked her head toward said door, "an' people wouldnae care o'ermuch. They ken I have th' money, an' th' publicity's worth it. Eve, if ye turned dragon an' melted th' f**kin' walls, I could cover fir ye."

Chuckling, Rae reached up and gently stroked Eve's cheek, looking her in the eye. "But if'n ye really want ta leave, is fine wit' me. We can get th' fight on th' telly or someit. Much rather ye feel better."

She leaned forward and kissed Eve's cheek, then gave it a playful lick. Chuckling, she turned and took a few steps toward the door.

"Oh, an' people goin' ta stare if'n we leave. M'only story is tha' bloody truth: ye got excited an' we went in here fir some privacy," Rae toyed with her shirt, "unless ye want ta lie. Anyway, goin' ta rip m'clothes a wee bit an' muss m'hair."

She ran a hand through her hair, tossing it about, and continued talking. "If'n ye hide, they goin' ta look closer at ye. Hang on me like ye life depended on it. They jus' goin' ta glance at ye an' figure ye th' flavor o' the week," Rae turned and shot Eve a smile through a veil of hair, "ye tain't, but they dinnae need ta ken tha', aye."

She tugged at her shirt. "Ready when ye are, Eve."

[Eve Stone]

Jaw clenched she focused on calming herself. It shouldn't be too hard seeing that she hadn't been that riled up in the first place. Just a fight. Just breathe and she would be alright. The hand along her side wasn't helping her focus.

"Rae. I need to calm down." Saying this she backed away from Rae once again. It wasn't that she didn't like the attention but she couldn't handle it right then. So sad when she couldn't even handle going to a human fist fight. She had less control over herself than normal. What was wrong with her?

As Rae explained things, and motioned to leave Eve narrowed her eyes. No way would she leave looking like they'd just done something inappropriate. And no way was she going to go out looking like the flavor of the week. She had a better idea.

"I'm not the f*cking flavor of the week, and I'm not gonna let some bleach blond ditzy reporter think that either." Eve yelled storming past Rae crashing open the bathroom door and storming out. She continued her rant as she stalked through the area. "If you honestly think I'm going to play your rock star games you've got to be on drugs."

"School, training, and finding a suitable partner. That's what I'm here for. Not to bow under PR crap that I really don't are about." She growled glaring at a person with a camera."Take a picture. I dare you. But be sure to title it "Rock Star Lost Flavor" because she sure as hell lost me."

Still storming away she hoped Rae wouldn't get too mad at her for this one. She was actually mad at even being suggested to be the flavor of the week if she was or not. And this was letting Rae know it, and the press know it. Two pecking birds with one stone.

[Raelena St. John]

"D**mit!" Rae yelled now, storming out. She nearly tore the door of the hinges in her own anger, feeling the wolf surge within her. The same eager-beaver who'd gotten a snapshot of Eve tried it on Rae. The angered rockstar grabbed the camera, smashed it, and then hurled it at an idiot with a camera phone.

Then the raging lycan turned to yell at Eve as she stormed to keep up. "Ye f**kin' looney! F**kin' insane b**ch! Do ye nae realize wha' I have ta f**kin' put oop wit' fir ye!?"

People were staring, Rae turned to glare at them, her eyes flashing a dangerous yellow. They soon looked away, desperate not to be involved with the fight.

Unlike the security, which was gathering.

"I havenae f**ked anyone since I f**kin' met ye!" screamed Rae, throwing up her arms. "I'm f**Kin' waitin' till ye bloody ready, because I f**kin' like ye."

Tears actually started streaming. Hot, they drove down the lycan's face.

"F**k it!" she screamed. "I'm tryin' ta play th' f**kin' game because I actually f**kin' like ye, ye stupid, f**kin' idjit!" The lycan's chest heaved. "I'm f**kin' horny as hell, an' I have ta put oop wit' s**t!" she turned at the closest person, another idiot with a cell phone. She grabbed it and flung it into the crowd, nearly knocking someone unconscious. "F**Kin' quit th' d**m pictures! Next idjit wit' a phone's gettin' it crammed oop th' bloody, f**kin' arse!"

Still heaving, Rae stormed, finally catching up with Eve. "I'm f**kin' tryin' bloody monogamy, an' it's fir a bloody lass who I disnae even ken likes me!."

The last came out as a shout, and Rae paused, breathing deeply. Swallowing, she wiped her eyes with her arm, taking a deep breath.

"F**k, ye made me cry. Happy?"

[Eve Stone]

She growled and whirled to face Rae her eyes near crimson slits. "You? You put up with? Are you serious?"

Now she was storming toward Rae instead of away. "I have to deal with roaming hands, everyone staring at you, and paparazzi. Let's not forget constant hints of sex!"

Again stalking away from the rocker. Eve flicked and threatened many people in passing and broke more than one camera as Rae yelled at her.

"Oh, whippee no sex for the punk star. Want a f*cking cookie?" Not even turning around Eve yelled back to Rae. Who kept ranting about no sex and dealing with no sex and basically about sex. A very stupid man got in her way and was effectively tossed out of the way. Tossed a tad too far for a normal human but she didn't care.

Then those last words hit her and she froze turned and glared. "You're faking it." She glared some more feeling her rage cooling at the sight of Rae's tears.

"Dammit don't cry!" Feet taking her back to Rae's side she held out her arms to hold her. "I'm sorry. Can we go somewhere and talk? Please?"

"Maybe get some food? Chocolate? Come on, Rae." She moved closer a bid timid in case Rae might try to throw a punch. "And of course I like you back. I'm just...afraid to let people in like that."

Again she moved closer her eyes nearly back to their humanoid self.

[Raelena St. John]

Oddly enough, Rae liked it that Eve yelled back at her. It meant that she was getting to the dragoness, and that Eve actually felt something. Besides, people who just rolled over in a conversation just angered Rae more. If you were going to get serious with her, you'd have to be able to yell and fight just as loud.

"I can f**kin' cry if'n I want ta," murmured the lycan, eying Eve cautiously. Eve did not hold out arms for a hug. She attacked people. Still, Rae edged closer, waiting for the arms to turn into talons.

"Why th' hell ain't ye cryin'? Ye a lass or nae?" Rae blinked. "Wait, chocolate? Aye, ye a lass..."

she took a deep breath, taking another step closer. They were intimately close now, leaving little doubt. Rae leaned forward, pecking Eve on the cheek and smiling, though the lycan's cheeks were still slightly wet.

"Please, ye talkin' ta th' lass wha' tain't been in a serious relationship fir years," explained Rae. "I jus' happen ta like ye too much ta f**k ye an' leave ye."

She extended a hand, threading fingers through Eve's, and gave her a squeeze.

"Well, ye eyes look nice. Mebbe we should peek in an' see who won th' fight. Then we can get some chocolate..." Rae leaned in, "an' mebbe snog a wee bit, eh?"

[Eve Stone]

"I'm not the cry-ie sort, and aren't girls supposed to eat chocolate when they're upset?" She honestly wouldn't know because she didn't like chocolate. Or she wasn't big on the food. Meat was the preferred food or carbs, she loved carbs. Pasta with chicken and meatballs and pepperoni with Alfredo sauce and now her stomach was growling.

As Rae moved in closer Eve tentatively closed her arms around the watery eyed lycan. Her eyes softening a bit more she only rolled her eyes when the punk star kissed her cheek. Nothing was going to change after the fight. Or yelling match.

"Well, I'm glad you like me enough to not do that because I might have to hunt you down afterward." People don't treat her like that and get away with it, not that it had ever happened. But a guy made out with her once found out she wouldn't put out and left. She paid him a visit, and far as she knew he didn't pull that with any girls she knew again.

"My eyes are nice?" Eve's eyebrows shot up but she was smiling. "Why thank you. Your eyes are nice too."

"I'd love to see who won, and chocolate we can get you." The last part had her glaring at Rae again but instead of starting another fight she chose to blow it off. Walking back through the crowd, who stayed clear of them, Eve lifted Rae's hand and kissed it. "Thank you for bringing me here, even if I was a class A b*tch."