|Moment of Awesome - Jennie Stavros/Roulette : Following another journal argument, Maya Lincoln-Lopez learns a thing or two about anger from someone who has plenty.
“I saw your note, so what the hell do you want?” Maya asked, tone belligerent. If Wade didn’t scare her, Jennie certainly didn’t stand a chance. She crossed her arms and stopped just short of arm’s length from Jennie, chin held upwards in defiance. “I don’t have time to apologise right now for things dumb ass white people should know, so make it quick.”
In response the older woman quirked a dark eyebrow. "All right then," she smiled a smile that held many thoughts but spoke none of them, and laced her hands behind her back. "Hit me."
“No,” Maya replied, glaring at Jennie as her body instinctively changed her stance to a more solid one, better capable of defending against an attack. “Just how crazy, stupid do you think I am? I hit you, you go crying to Wade and I get in trouble. Tell Tandy if she can’t fight her own battles, she can go choke on a bag of dicks.”
"Look at you, all bark and no bite. Seething with rage. Life has fucked you over, again and again, and you are howling against it. You are dying to just punch someone in the face. I can see it in your eyes. So here I am, offering you a free ride. Go ahead, punch me. What happens in here stays between us. There are no cameras. There is no one watching. There is just you, and me, and that rage of yours. So hit me," Jennie put her hands behind her back once again. "I won't fight you. I won't hurt you, I'll have my arms behind my back the whole time. The only rule I ask or is that I get to dodge. That's it. You hit me, I dodge. No one knows."
“What’s in it for you?” Maya asked, fists clenching at her sides. She hadn’t heard any derision in Jennie’s voice but she was so used to people just writing her off by now that any trust she had was few and far between. If Jennie was honest and serious, she’d have a chance to work off some of this extra anger, if she was merely setting Maya up for a fall, there was no way in hell anyone would believe her over this adult. “How do I know you’re not setting me up?”
"Nothing, other than a little bit of a workout," said Jennie. Her stance was relaxed, balanced, and she gave off nothing but calm. "As for the rest, well, there's nothing I can give you other than my word. But my word is worth something, you're just going to have to trust that."
“If you get me in trouble, I’ll do more than just punch you,” Maya threatened as she stepped forward into Jennie’s space, aiming an almost half-hearted punch at her stomach. It was a measuring shot, not really intended to hit and more to see just how serious Jennie was about this. “And don’t think I can’t make good on that, because I can.”
Jennie dodged with a dancer's grace. Then she placed her hands behind her back once more. "Shall we begin?" she said.