MOON
At first, Fionna didn't seem to process what just happened. It was as if her brain was taking its sweet time to process what her eyes were witnessing, and what her body was currently feeling.
But when she finally processed it, her face darkened with rage. Lightning fast, she slipped her hand away from his and balled it into a fist that she was sure she should never have seen coming.
She was short of delivering a truly stunning blow when the man caught her fist easily, maneuvering her body closer to his.
Fionna was slightly taken aback while the man still maintained his easy smile. "Careful now," he said, "you don't want to maim your beautiful fingers."
A closer look showed that while the man might seem like the type that easily smiled a lot, his eyes however did not reflect a single shred of his smile or easiness.
