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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 5:55 am
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Alexis never suspected, not really. They had enough to worry about, being out as it was; so, sure, they spotted the hooded figure, but why would they think anything out-of-the-norm? "I'm headin' home, Kuroda," they said, irritation tense through their arms and shoulders, "don't gotta be watched, I'm not interested in being on real house arrest."
That was all the attention they paid. They kept walking.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 11:39 am
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For half-a-second, Alexis was rigid with the pain of the blade in their leg, their face pale, but -- they let that leg go limp. Easy enough. No more stress on it until treatment -- so more focus on their arms, their fingers, their teeth. They shoved and clawed at him, raking at fabric, biting at anything that was close enough to their face.
There was no screaming, no yelling; just hoarse, shallow breathing.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 4:15 pm
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"Get back here, you ******** psycho."
Their voice was low. Throaty. <******** you -" god, their leg hurt, it hurt, they felt like their nose might need a little help too - "y'don't - get to just - leave." Alexis reached for the wall, trying to lever themself up to standing, putting all their weight on their unstabbed leg - angling their head, keeping him on their right. "Can't even stab someone right." For all they were smaller than him, half-standing, leaning heavily on the wall, they looked at him with disappointment. (This wouldn't be isolated - they needed to keep him here. Long as they could. Had to.) "********' pathetic."
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