[ The bullet, mercifully, goes straight through her hand. There's a grotesque spray of viscera and appendages as part of her hand is blasted off by the force of the bullet at this close of a range. Only her thumb and the bottom half of her palm remain attached to her wrist. The meat tenderiser drops to the floor with a loud, metallic thud.
Even as her face contorts with pain, fresh fingers are beginning to grow out of her hand. She cradles it close to her shoulder as this disgusting process occurs, glaring at Dean with deep scorn.
Remember our friend from earlier? Up close, it's even clearer he's closer to eight feet tall than seven and commands a presence like thunder, with a magnificent beard to match. He bellows— ] Enough!
[ Then, with a very manly nod of distant fraternity to Dean, he adds, ]
Say the word and I'll put her down. Always wanted a dark haired one on my wall.
[ Needless to say, Kimiko's glare swings around. She starts to kneel down, reaching for the tenderiser with her good hand... ]
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Even as her face contorts with pain, fresh fingers are beginning to grow out of her hand. She cradles it close to her shoulder as this disgusting process occurs, glaring at Dean with deep scorn.
Remember our friend from earlier? Up close, it's even clearer he's closer to eight feet tall than seven and commands a presence like thunder, with a magnificent beard to match. He bellows— ] Enough!
[ Then, with a very manly nod of distant fraternity to Dean, he adds, ]
Say the word and I'll put her down. Always wanted a dark haired one on my wall.
[ Needless to say, Kimiko's glare swings around. She starts to kneel down, reaching for the tenderiser with her good hand... ]