[OOC: we are KINDA in the middle of a fight.. thingy right now, call it a lovers spat if you will]
Chase stared at him when he came closer. He didn't seem as angry now, quite the opposite actually, he looked.. awed. His mouth was hanging open and he couldn't stop staring at her. "What?" She asked dumbly, her mind not seeming to work right. "Like the danger? Of course not! But I can't just sit there and let someone else take care of me! Not when things like that.. that thing, comes and tries to kill me!" She stared at him, her fists clenched at her sides. "I'm tired of people trying to kill me!" She cried out and she hit the wall as hard as she could.
The skin on her knuckles broke and started to bleed, and she hadn't even made a dent in the brick wall. Which really made her realize how hard she had hit the wall earlier. She looked at Andrew and then sighed, letting her now bleeding hand fall to her side. Knowing she had probably broken a few fingers with that, but she couldn't feel it, her adrenaline was so high. "Dark side of the moon? Yeah sure, why not! Lets go beat up the monster of the Shrieking Shack, head to the moon, and then straight down to hell huh?" She said bitterly, and she leaned back against the wall staring at Andrew the fire in her eyes unmistakable.
"I hate needing saved Andrew.. I hate it so much.. I feel so stupid and worthless, and every time someone attacks, I can't do a.. a damn thing about it! I just, I can't even say a spell before my wand is in pieces and I'm being thrown against walls, my hair ripped out of my head, punched in the eye... and tortured. I hate being tortured Andrew.. it hurts.. a lot! And it hurts even after the spell has stopped!! I hate it so much.. and I want to protect myself, I want to learn Andrew! I want to learn from you! I want to do something, something...." Chase searched for a word and then looked up at Andrew again. "I want to do something dangerous!" She cried out and held up her hand, surprised that it was still in a fist, she had broken her middle and pointer fingers when she had hit the wall, and blood was dripping down her wrist. "Dammit.." She muttered and tried to move them all, the broken ones stuck in the fist.