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.
no subject
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.