[For the record, if she'd had her bow on hand that guy wouldn't have had a hand to walk away with. She just. Wants that known. Unfortunately whoever dragged her here figured her bow and an almost-empty quiver filled with exactly one(1) grappling arrow was all she needed. She's actively looking for more, don't you worry, but as it stands her bow is tucked neatly back at her shitty little apartment and Mr. Grope over here gets to walk away to molest another day.
She memorizes his face though. That, at least, she can manage. Your time'll come, asshole.
Kate's impressed though, that her new friend here also seems to be armed, and she crosses the distance between them pretty quickly, falling into step after she turns him back toward the bench and the direction behind where they were sitting] Nah, I've got you. Come'n Big Boy, let's get you home.
[She's teasing, you can tell my the wink she shoots his way] Look, if it gets too bad, just let me know. Maybe I'll give you a kiss on the cheek and chase it off for a bit. Or, I don't know. Hold your hand.
With me, at least, feeding it a little seemed to help stave it off.
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She memorizes his face though. That, at least, she can manage. Your time'll come, asshole.
Kate's impressed though, that her new friend here also seems to be armed, and she crosses the distance between them pretty quickly, falling into step after she turns him back toward the bench and the direction behind where they were sitting] Nah, I've got you. Come'n Big Boy, let's get you home.
[She's teasing, you can tell my the wink she shoots his way] Look, if it gets too bad, just let me know. Maybe I'll give you a kiss on the cheek and chase it off for a bit. Or, I don't know. Hold your hand.
With me, at least, feeding it a little seemed to help stave it off.