Into Smoke

Danny’s grin widened as Ashaad lunged, the swift movement of the man as much a challenge as it was a threat. His daggers flashed into his hands like they had minds of their own, the steel glinting faintly in the dim alley light. He sidestepped the punch just barely, a sharp whistle escaping him as the fist brushed past his ribs.

Bloody close, eh? You nearly had me there, big guy! Danny quipped, his accent dripping with mockery and charm. He spun on his heel, one dagger slicing through the air just shy of Ashaad’s neck—not an attempt to connect, but enough to keep the tension tight between them. Easy, mate. Gotta give me a bit of credit for makin' it look good, he jabbed verbally, weaving side to side. Wouldn’t do to have you think this was too bloody easy, now would it?

@Ashaad
@Nairn Neirdre