Okay. She has her keys; she makes a fist around her keychain, with her house key sticking out between two knuckles. And she has--her phone, which weighs about an ounce. Not very useful.
Maybe if she pegged someone, at the right time, in the right spot, on a flight of stairs--
Her eyes lock on the slice of the stairs she can see, and she waits to see what she can see, one hand cocked behind her head.
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Date: 2008-04-13 04:53 am (UTC)There are no weapons here.
Okay. She has her keys; she makes a fist around her keychain, with her house key sticking out between two knuckles. And she has--her phone, which weighs about an ounce. Not very useful.
Maybe if she pegged someone, at the right time, in the right spot, on a flight of stairs--
Her eyes lock on the slice of the stairs she can see, and she waits to see what she can see, one hand cocked behind her head.