[ She doesn't even care (or notice) what he's trying to pull. She's too busy taking that deflected arrow, burying it in his arm, and tearing to realize that there's now the tip of a sickle tearing out her fucking eye.
Yet again, she screeches, remaining arm flailing as she stumbles into the nearest wall for support. ]
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Date: 2011-07-17 10:46 am (UTC)Yet again, she screeches, remaining arm flailing as she stumbles into the nearest wall for support. ]