Karla stared at the Causeway. She needed to simply cross it and she’d be on the mainland. And there were plenty of people there who would enjoy taking advantage of a young girl, one who appeared lost and vulnerable. She would have no problem showing them the error of their ways, no problem with claiming the debt that their other victims couldn’t
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"What have you done?" she cried when she saw Karla's crumbled body and Max standing over her. She flew forward to put herself between Karla and Max and to shield her friend from any further attack.
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Though, this was Fandom. It was possible.
He sighed. "I did what had to be done, unfortunately."
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Besides, he knew she could control herself if she exerted the effort to do so.
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And made a mental note to discuss this reaction with Raven in detail later.
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She staggered a step or two, but all she had to do was take one look and see a young girl lying unconscious, with one gigantic frikkin' hulk of a man standing nearby, and -- sorry, Max, for jumping to the wrong conclusion like Raven -- any objection she might've made was forgotten.
Welcome to Katchoo's issues, population do you really want to know?
"What," she snarled, voice low and cold and not at all unlike Darcy's, "the hell."
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Perhaps not the best plan ever. This was, after all, Katchoo he was ignoring.
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"HEY! DON'T YOU FRIKKIN' TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!" Katchoo roared, and advancing on him would have been more impressive if she hadn't staggered on the next few steps. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"
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