[ There's an unfamiliar twang edging around his voice that almost draws her up short. Her eyes briefly go wide, showing white; her brow briefly wrinkles.
No, it— it is Soldier Boy. It's him. And maybe this is a test, her last. If she kills him, she gets to go home. Grinding her teeth together, she punches straight through the metal tray with only faint redness at her knuckles the slightest indication that anything hurts. She's still recovering from the injuries that put her here; her muscles are, uncommonly, screaming at her for a break.
Kimiko ignores that plea.
Pulling her arm back, she tosses the tray to the floor. Pivoting on a heel, she throws herself at him. Her hands are tensed into claws and aiming for the throat.
At the other end of the market, the largest man most people have ever seen—both in height and girth—starts to make his way over with surprising subtlety. Stay tuned for that. ]
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No, it— it is Soldier Boy. It's him. And maybe this is a test, her last. If she kills him, she gets to go home. Grinding her teeth together, she punches straight through the metal tray with only faint redness at her knuckles the slightest indication that anything hurts. She's still recovering from the injuries that put her here; her muscles are, uncommonly, screaming at her for a break.
Kimiko ignores that plea.
Pulling her arm back, she tosses the tray to the floor. Pivoting on a heel, she throws herself at him. Her hands are tensed into claws and aiming for the throat.
At the other end of the market, the largest man most people have ever seen—both in height and girth—starts to make his way over with surprising subtlety. Stay tuned for that. ]