[center] His words only aggravated her further, coupled with the fact that Kieran had remained emotionless throughout the entire exchange. It didn’t help that he’d met each one of her blows with one of his own, and he had yet to waver under her assault. Clara wasn’t entirely sure how she thought this would play out, but then again, nothing as of yet had met all of her plans; all of her worrying and thinking about what she would do if she would ever come face to face with her sire again.Nothing had met her expectations. Her fangs were bared as she lurched forward, her punches unending, her kicks and swipes never faltering and she’d never shown an ounce of fatigue even though she knew full well she’d not been sleeping well as of late and this would do her no good. 

“Fuck off...” Clara hissed suddenly. “You just [i]want[/i] me to beat the shit out of you?” She growled amidst her attack, her eyes never leaving his form. None of this was ever supposed to happen -- he was the cause of everything. The cause of her pain; the sole reason that throughout all of the early years she just wanted to die and be done with it all. She had to go through all of it without a sire - and although Christian had done the best he could, it still couldn’t fill the void that she felt every single day. Nothing would fill it - no liquor, no men, hell, no fighting or even running away had filled that void. It was an ache that continued to grow and thrive even though she’d never meant to feed it. 

With her thoughts she’d only gotten more angry and almost more desperate to hurt him. She’d tried to keep herself in check, but her emotions were going to get the best of her and she knew it. With a growl, she’d lunged and dropped in an attempt to swipe his feet from beneath him. She needed an advantage - and she’d intended on pinning him suddenly, her curls fanning around them both as she caught her breath. 

“You have no [i]fucking[/i] clue what you’ve put me through. Not one. damn. clue.” She continued, her hand reaching out to grip his throat. “And you can give two shits about it - I know it. Don't suddenly pretend like you care about me - don't even fucking feel obligated to.”[/center][@Arista]