Sep 11, 2009 15:29
[It would seem Hunter's been waiting for the Gestapo to find her, since she sets the network device down well in advance of their approach. One hand is free, now, the other holds a knife. She doesn't turn or run as the guards come at her. What follows is simply a graceful flurry of motions. She's fast, but from the line of her muscles and the smoothness of her motions she might as well be dancing.
It's over in a few moments, and though Hunter bears a few obvious cuts and seems to be favoring one leg, she's the only one out of seven left standing. Completely unhurried, she bends down to pick up a thin scroll of vellum which one of the arresting officers dropped. She breaks the tie with her teeth and spreads it flat to read the arrest warrant.]
It seems I am wanted for poaching.