she'd expected him to be speedy - their fight in the simulation room had prepared her for that. but he'd been holding back then, hadn't he? smart, she catches herself thinking, as his hand comes around her throat. and then she's not thinking anything at all as he slams her into the wall, dizzy with pain as her head pounds.
somehow, she doesn't drop the crystal. her other hand comes up to bat ineffectually at his wrist, as the steel pierces her skin and crushes her throat -
and then she's tossed bodily across the room, slamming hard into the wall and falling to the ground.
she's still for a moment, breathing raggedly, but she forces herself up into a sitting position, and then back up to her feet. she doesn't have time to catch her breath, really. she has to move.
and so she does, stumbling back to try and put distance between herself and hk-47 as the walls close in on them and the ground crumbles beneath her feet.
she doesn't dignify his question with a response. she just glances toward the timer - it's ticking away, agonizingly slowly - and then watches him carefully as he approaches. this time, she'll be better prepared to dodge.]
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she'd expected him to be speedy - their fight in the simulation room had prepared her for that. but he'd been holding back then, hadn't he? smart, she catches herself thinking, as his hand comes around her throat. and then she's not thinking anything at all as he slams her into the wall, dizzy with pain as her head pounds.
somehow, she doesn't drop the crystal. her other hand comes up to bat ineffectually at his wrist, as the steel pierces her skin and crushes her throat -
and then she's tossed bodily across the room, slamming hard into the wall and falling to the ground.
she's still for a moment, breathing raggedly, but she forces herself up into a sitting position, and then back up to her feet. she doesn't have time to catch her breath, really. she has to move.
and so she does, stumbling back to try and put distance between herself and hk-47 as the walls close in on them and the ground crumbles beneath her feet.
she doesn't dignify his question with a response. she just glances toward the timer - it's ticking away, agonizingly slowly - and then watches him carefully as he approaches. this time, she'll be better prepared to dodge.]