catfight!

"Am I supposed to be intimidated by you, offworlder?" The raven haired woman sneered. "Why would I be intimated by an overgrown child with no sense!?"

"Look, this is getting out of hand." Shannon said, trying to cool off the situation. Without her gun she had much less authority then she'd initially thought. This scene was on the verge of becoming a riot, she had to deescalate it. Unfortunately, she'd already driven this dark haired amazon past her breaking point. She'd heard i training that some worlds were much more sensitive and proud of their culture then others, but hadn't expected these people to be so.... touchy!

"And another thing," The dark haired woman spoke, poking Lauren in her bare clavicle. "you can hardly blame this man for cheating." She pointed at Frank. "After all, the men of Urma 7 need real women to satisfy their needs!"

"Don't touch me." Shannon growled angrily. She was just a outraged at the insults this woman was throwing at her as the touch itself. Frank smiled, hiding Shannon's stolen gun behind his back. This was working perfectly. If Shannon would just apologize for insulting the people of Urma 7 this would probably all stop. But, Obviously the agent had too much pride to do so, and too hot a temper. With a few well chosen words Frank had gone from a criminal to a victim! He happily watched the scene unfold.

"Or what, midget?" The woman shot back poking hard into Shannon's bare skin. Shannon, now totally livid with anger, pushed the woman backwards hard. Unfortunately the woman caught herself easily, taking only a half step backwards before her strong legs caught her.

"Ooh, so now this ungrateful child wants to be taught a lesson!" The woman said, tossing her hair. "Well, I'll be happy to oblige!"

The gathered crowd erupted into happy mutterings and hoots. A catfight! Everyone was excited to see how this played out. Most of all Frank. He studied the two as they moved towards each other. Shannon would have been well trained at combat, to be sure. She was a galactic officer, no doubt sufficient at hand to hand combat. At the same time, her opponent was far larger, and obviously more well muscled. Would skill beat brawn?

There was also the issue of clothing and comfort. Shannon wore a tiny mini skirt, thong, and latex bra. She was already embarrassed, and would probably be nearly helpess if exposed anymore! The dark haired woman barely wore more clothing. She had on skin tight short shorts, sneakers and a halter top. But, she obviously was more comfortable in those clothes, and probably wouldn't mind how much of her well tanned body she showed off! Who was to say how this would all play out?