ใ ค
ใ คin her mind, she could have simply overstimulated him into distraction.
ใ คmost would have fallen for it. naturally, he grew since theyโd last seen
ใ คeach other.
ใ คgrew enough to catch her off guard, a stumble back and an immediate follow.
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the cable firm enough for him to quickly tie the steel around her ankle and pull her off balance. the free club is brought down in a mighty swing, aiming for her wrist to disarm her.
new code be damned - he didn't want to hurt her. and he knew full well she'd *use that.
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ใ คeyes widened, her arm shifting to catch his club between the teeth
ใ คof her sai and twisting his arm out.
ใ คthe foot free of her weight reached forward, kicking her lost sai
ใ คskittering back in her direction. all pressure against his club dropped with her.
ใ ค
ใ ค
ใ คโ not quite. people tend to be at ease when your music comes on.
ใ ค you make my job easier and for that, i have to admire you. โ
ใ คoddly sweet smile growing on red lips.
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oh . thatโs definitely the bloodiest CD sheโs ever been asked to sign .
gloved digits take it , pulling out a sharpie to write her signature on its surface . โ first bladeโs slay list , now your murder list . are my songs tอhat killer .แฃ โ
ใ ค
ใ คshe charged at him once more. this time, the sole of her foot channeling
ใ คat his abdomen, knives tugged out of one of her pockets and
ใ คdashed towards his feet.
ใ ค
ใ ค
ใ คhe should have known that a simple club wouldnโt trip her up.
ใ คshe was sure of it, but it bought him much more distance than she
ใ คwould have liked. her foot fell like a dance, the gap between them
ใ คonly bridged by scarlet wraps flowing off of her suit.
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training with the hand certainly hadn't been wasted. he admires it, how much she forces him to *focus on her in order to know where she is at any given moment.
and even then... her hand gets too close for comfort. quickly he leers back, hardly missing her nails.
goddess.
my depiction of elektra is gonna be very soon post-resurrection. she can be extremely volatile, and is BASICALLY hell on wheels when its time to fight .
i'm so excited .
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โ โ โ whistling quietly as he disassembles a rifle,
โ โ โ packing it into it's case. transportation
โ โ โ made easy . . . he has a mobile target
โ โ โ that needs to be tagged.
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