Emberwood when do you fold? and when do you run?

ooc: something wicked this way comes...


The young lad was not dense, he sensed Hedda's presence after a brief moment and didn't look pleased. Well, you couldn't say that she was impressed by him either. Out of instinct her body tensed, when she saw him coming in her direction, but this moment passed quickly. She had long fought for her mind to have a full control of every single thing her body did and could do. The victory had to yet be celebrated, but she had achieved a lot.

Therefore, where another person had run or got up to it's feet to reply to the challenge, Hedda remained seated, her gaze boring into the youth's face, taking in and memorizing every single trait, wondering, if he could be useful to her or... quite the contrary, should he be... terminated. Brought to an end. When he asked her a question, Hedda's eyes narrowed for a moment and she smiled in an unpleasant manner: "Who are you?" Two could play this game.