#alex about to beat an officer up and august using the communal braincell to be like uh don't do that

[gunmetalgrey-trashpile]

fight [ august and alex in military verse maybe? ]

for @diabolicaltendencies fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

She glared at him with pure venom, in a way that was very unlike her. With her grey eyes tinged green in the yellow light, she could almost be the oldest Moran child. That cold, piercing look on knowing how to reduce an opponent to nothing if he dared to justify himself. Alex pulled herself free from his grip, her anger tunring from whatever she had been fighting before to turn on the one person who had been trying to have her back. She shoved at her cousin with a surprising strength for someone so small.

    “ Did you hear me ask for your help?”

In no way had she indicated she wanted him to get between her and another pofficer, that was for damn sure. She was ready to rip that piece of shit to shred before August had stepped in, and she gave absolutely no care to his higher rank in this moment. Defernce be dammed, she was in the right and that was what mattered.

Seething, she lashed out at him through gritted teeth.

    “ Stay the fuck out of my way August.”

She would go through any man who dared to tell her she was wrong, him included. She was qulaified, experienced, well seasoned and yet she had to prove herself over nad over because of something she would never be able to control. She could fight harder, hit quicker, know more and it would make no difference.

    “ You do not touch me, understood?”