[Ho-ho-ho... down. Are you kidding? Monet rolls her eyes. He's a cocky one, she can take that or leave it. The recklessness, she shares, in part. He's human far as she can determine, his body sings. So he likes the fight.]
[Good.]
[The kedan moves and her head turns sharply towards it - she's wanted a fight for a long time and this stranger isn't going to wrest it from her - and that's parkour isn't it, and he's light on his feet, a rather determined leaf in the wind. Curious, she steps towards him, smirking.]
Is that so? Care to lay down your coat for me, Monsieur?
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[Good.]
[The kedan moves and her head turns sharply towards it - she's wanted a fight for a long time and this stranger isn't going to wrest it from her - and that's parkour isn't it, and he's light on his feet, a rather determined leaf in the wind. Curious, she steps towards him, smirking.]
Is that so? Care to lay down your coat for me, Monsieur?