It came from up above. A solid whiimp against the street lamp indicating the figure now clutching to it must have leapt from the nearest roof. A long-haired brunette who had been met twice before.
"After the laughter went away, I remembered it. You tried to hurt me. My legs."
It was the woman from the crater impact. And, before that, the shop. The woman-who-wasn't. And one who hadn't forgotten what took place during their first encounter, by the sounds of it. Sabra letting herself drop to the sidewalk, feet-fiirst, in front of her.
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on 2013-12-21 01:15 am (UTC)It came from up above. A solid whiimp against the street lamp indicating the figure now clutching to it must have leapt from the nearest roof. A long-haired brunette who had been met twice before.
"After the laughter went away, I remembered it. You tried to hurt me. My legs."
It was the woman from the crater impact. And, before that, the shop. The woman-who-wasn't. And one who hadn't forgotten what took place during their first encounter, by the sounds of it. Sabra letting herself drop to the sidewalk, feet-fiirst, in front of her.
"But now I remember your face, too."