[ Because Raleigh doesn't randomly hit people unless they're really asking for it. For all of his quirks Raleigh has never been one to engage in active combat, never quite one to look for trouble when there isn't any. Even with Chuck, there had been a active catalyst, he'd been on the edge after the Drift, looking for any reason to jump into the fray and what happened was --
-- oh.
Mako idly scuffs her boot against the concrete floor, sensing the memories that flicker through Raleigh's mind, vague impressions of Yancy, of Raleigh's rebellious nature before he came to her matured, but still essentially the same. Three against one, then? Great odds, not unlike what they'd had earlier this evening, and the adrenaline rush of the fight slowly starts to ebb -- and with that, Stacker's reminder stands clearly in her mind; they might be compatible, but clearly, neither of them have a restraining effect on the other.
She contemplates that, on the likely reason why Raleigh lashed out the way he did, touches upon his blistering anger and she exhales, her hand seeking his to thread her fingers through. ]
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[ Because Raleigh doesn't randomly hit people unless they're really asking for it. For all of his quirks Raleigh has never been one to engage in active combat, never quite one to look for trouble when there isn't any. Even with Chuck, there had been a active catalyst, he'd been on the edge after the Drift, looking for any reason to jump into the fray and what happened was --
-- oh.
Mako idly scuffs her boot against the concrete floor, sensing the memories that flicker through Raleigh's mind, vague impressions of Yancy, of Raleigh's rebellious nature before he came to her matured, but still essentially the same. Three against one, then? Great odds, not unlike what they'd had earlier this evening, and the adrenaline rush of the fight slowly starts to ebb -- and with that, Stacker's reminder stands clearly in her mind; they might be compatible, but clearly, neither of them have a restraining effect on the other.
She contemplates that, on the likely reason why Raleigh lashed out the way he did, touches upon his blistering anger and she exhales, her hand seeking his to thread her fingers through. ]
...You shouldn't have, Raleigh.