[ As they begin to walk, Kimiko keeps the stick with her. Not because she thinks it would necessarily be handy to have a weapon for whatever reason, but in case she needs to scribble out some other message in the dirt. He says, Black Widow escape act, and she has no idea what he's talking about. A spider? Some sort of leaping, venomous eight-legged arachnid? Is that what he sees when he looks at her now? She pulls a face, some sourness in the purse of her lips.
And she isn't sure how to begin to explain why when he's ignorant of the context she already provided. She could just try to make something up, but again, she has so very few tools at her disposal when it comes to getting that across.
Pausing mid-step, she draws a circle in the air, approximating the perimeter of his face. Then her hands go to her own throat, miming strangulation.
It's a difficult thing to forget. Even with Compound V running through her veins like a curse, she had been no match for Soldier Boy. ]
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And she isn't sure how to begin to explain why when he's ignorant of the context she already provided. She could just try to make something up, but again, she has so very few tools at her disposal when it comes to getting that across.
Pausing mid-step, she draws a circle in the air, approximating the perimeter of his face. Then her hands go to her own throat, miming strangulation.
It's a difficult thing to forget. Even with Compound V running through her veins like a curse, she had been no match for Soldier Boy. ]