The thing about some of the old school punks was that, once they'd drunk enough (and they'd usually drunk more than enough), they tended to forget about limits, boundaries, and the fact that once someone was bloody and on the ground, a fight really ought to stop, no matter what it had been about (she had no clue, in this case). As long as they didn't get up.
Dutch wasn't sure the laughing man on the ground would stay down, so she pulled idly on her cigarette and let Danny get in a few more hits before she stepped forward, out of the circle of bystanders. A single step so Danny would realise she was there, but not turn on her.
"C'mon, Danny," she told him when he looked over at her. "You don't want to kill the kid, do you."
With her intervention, a few of his mates seemed to blink out of their appreciation of the fight and think better of letting him carry on with it, and they were taking him back inside the pub with the promise of more beer. The bystanders lost interest, and she crouched down next to the bloke on the ground, holding out her half-smoked cigarette to him.
"What'd you do to piss him off?" she asked curiously, kohl-lined eyes taking in his sorry state.
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Date: 2015-04-08 10:50 am (UTC)Dutch wasn't sure the laughing man on the ground would stay down, so she pulled idly on her cigarette and let Danny get in a few more hits before she stepped forward, out of the circle of bystanders. A single step so Danny would realise she was there, but not turn on her.
"C'mon, Danny," she told him when he looked over at her. "You don't want to kill the kid, do you."
With her intervention, a few of his mates seemed to blink out of their appreciation of the fight and think better of letting him carry on with it, and they were taking him back inside the pub with the promise of more beer. The bystanders lost interest, and she crouched down next to the bloke on the ground, holding out her half-smoked cigarette to him.
"What'd you do to piss him off?" she asked curiously, kohl-lined eyes taking in his sorry state.