[Maybe the difference is that Abigail has never had power to lose. Maybe that's why she approaches this differently, why her goal is so rarely to outwit. But that's probably not why, in the end. It's probably something totally unrelated, like really not wanting to die.]
[Either way, the end result is this: she sees an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. She's hungry; she could not be hungry. She's alone; she could make an ally.]
[So there he is, cornered in an alley, two men closing in through the alley mouth. And then, all of a sudden, out of a door that wasn't there before (or did she come from above?), there's a girl. Pretty in a plain way, weirdly magnetic, her arms folded tight against her sides as though she's uncertain. Feeling a bit unsafe.]
[The men in the alley mouth hesitate, just for a second. And that's enough — for her to reach out, revealing a flap of skin between her arms and her sides, and snap their necks, once in each slim hand.]
[They crumple to the ground, and she glances down at them with displeasure, then back at Polnareff.]
quattro; i'm not sure why i didn't tag you with abigail last night i just got too excited ig
[Either way, the end result is this: she sees an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. She's hungry; she could not be hungry. She's alone; she could make an ally.]
[So there he is, cornered in an alley, two men closing in through the alley mouth. And then, all of a sudden, out of a door that wasn't there before (or did she come from above?), there's a girl. Pretty in a plain way, weirdly magnetic, her arms folded tight against her sides as though she's uncertain. Feeling a bit unsafe.]
[The men in the alley mouth hesitate, just for a second. And that's enough — for her to reach out, revealing a flap of skin between her arms and her sides, and snap their necks, once in each slim hand.]
[They crumple to the ground, and she glances down at them with displeasure, then back at Polnareff.]
You hit?