( whoever is in the corridor with her doesn't sound too happy about the lights going off, and the quiet fuck is such a natural reaction that it's almost enough to make dutch relax. almost, but not quite. she's glad for it when she realises who he is, because the jury's still out on andyr. she doesn't know much about him, but the questions he'd asked had given away some things.
kill or be killed is not a game dutch would like to play today. her hand stays in her weapon, but she still doesn't draw. her instincts haven't dulled in the least for all the sparring she's done. )
Got it in one. ( a beat, and she adds: ) Where are you going?
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kill or be killed is not a game dutch would like to play today. her hand stays in her weapon, but she still doesn't draw. her instincts haven't dulled in the least for all the sparring she's done. )
Got it in one. ( a beat, and she adds: ) Where are you going?