She got crotch fleas!
(Np =] had fun)
He felt his balance lose him, and he started falling over, his arms flopping around in the air like flailing fish, and he grabbed the only thing he could, her arm. He would pull her ontop of him, Athradien ramming his head against a crate when he finally fully lost his footing. "Uh..." he managed to get out.
"Uh..." he managed to get out.
The corner of Rosalie's mouth curled up into a snarl. She forceably pushed herself from atop his chest. She stood, her body rigid with the feeling of anger. "If I weren't so sure you're just clumsy I'd say you actually had the nerve to purposely try that." She huffed.
Rosalie clenched her fist, and with the other searched for the necklace that held her amulet. She said nothing, seeing the necklace just above the man's head. Without her amulet she did not possess the ablilty to control her psyche, therefore she could easily lose set control and kill them both and a good portion of the area's foliage if she tried.