((Sounds good to me, Marlwolf! Ah, sorry about the absence, had to do homework >.< ))

"You first," the man growled, and swung a punch at Loki. She managed to dodge, but just barely. It was fortunate that her reflexes and her hearing was good. She could hear the movement of his clothes as he moved and the sound of his fist cutting through air. Where he would strike was based not only on this, but experience.
She moved quickly, aiming a punch that would have struck his throat, but she miscalculated. He had been shorter than she realized, and she broke his nose instead. No matter, it works, she thought carelessly, and stepped away before blood could stain her clothes.
"You..." He then proceeded to call her as many names as he could think of, but Loki wasn't really paying attention to this. It lacked creativity, and reminded her of a beaten dog whining. She was beginning to walk away from him, but he took advantage of her turning back and charged her again.
Stupid, she thought, of both the man and herself for turning her back on the coward. She heard him coming, and it was easy to lean on the staff and swing her foot backwards, connecting hard with his stomach. He fell to the ground, trying to catch his breath. She heard the wheezing and knew she had won. With the little breath, he cursed her some more.
Almost as if musing to herself, she growled above his swears, "I don't know which is more pathetic. Thinking that you would be bad ass for beating up a blind girl, or being defeated by her." The man was shocked into silence. She chuckled, and started to walk away. This time, he didn't bother following her, but scurried away in the other direction. Coward, she thought to herself.