This is not going to end well...

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Characters: Astrid Hofferson, OPEN

Setting/Location: District 1

Date & Time: Day 0, after most of the other people have woken up

Warnings: Anyone that Astrid stumbles across is probably getting attacked and held hostage for info, sorry.

Summary: Astrid wakes up, doesn't bother with her Junogram, and waits to ambush someone for information.

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[verydangerman]

Shizuo had actually managed to calm down again, now that he had gotten back into the room he arrived in (breaking a door in the process) and acquired the cellphone-like machine that he had left behind when he woke up. It was more simple than his cellphone, and not too hard to figure out, but annoyingly lacking in a lot of the uses he was used to.

Still, it looked like plenty of people had been announcing themselves on the network, and answering a few of his questions in the process. So he scrolled down Willaknet while walking down the streets, catching up on what everyone had been saying.

[verydangerman]

Oh, so she was still conscious.

The kick to his knee, like the broken noise, didn't produce a noise of pain, but he stepped back from the sheer force of it, weight shifting to his other leg. She'd torn his pants a little, too. He'd be pissed about that later, when he noticed.

But it wasn't enough to bring him down or take his attention away from her, and if there was any hope that Shizuo would not try to hurt a wounded young girl crawling toward her last line of defense...

Well. No.

At least as he hurled the lamppost and chain at her back, he did so that the weapon would crash into her horizontally. If he hurled it like a javelin she might really die.

And as much as a part of him chanted endlessly for her blood, he'd never killed anyone, yet.

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[verydangerman]

He really wasn't expecting her to get back up. In fact, as soon as he had thrown the lamppost, his anger had started to cool. He'd almost woken up from his rage.

So there was a pause between Astrid attacking him and him realizing he was being attacked. And it was more than enough for the chain to wrap tightly around his neck.

A normal person would probably just flat out have their throat crushed in such a situation. As it was, it hurt. Aah, it really hurt. But his muscles protected him from not being able to breathe at all, from going down onto the ground suffocating.

Not that he really cared if his body got broken anyway. Whatever. He'd been destroying it his entire life.

He grabbed the chain that came away from his throat, that attached to the half-a-lamppost, and he held it tight. He probably could've just broken it with his fist, but it was conveniently chained to him and so instead he just held it and spun. Turning his entire body. Swinging the lamppost off the ground using himself as a pivot point.

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[verydangerman]

Oddly, the insults didn't reach Shizuo's ears. He appeared, in fact, utterly unaware of her. Seemingly preoccupied with unwinding the chain from his neck. Then making sure that his neck still moved this way and that

[axeyouaquestion]

"Come back here! I'm not finished with you yet!"

Oooooooh. Shizuo, next time she saw you, there was going to be a fist with your name on it.

Not that she knew your name.

(All in all, though, she had to admit, that had been a good fight).