| [Jan. 6th, 2009|09:43 pm] |
Ow. Fuck. Ow. Damnit.
Katsuko massaged her aching tailbone and glared up at Gorilla-Man-Mountain. Who, now that she looked closer, wasn't so much bulky muscle as sheer height, which he was using now to glare accusingly down at her. Down being the key word, here. Huh. Well, she wasn't an abnormally tall freak of nature, but she wasn't a midget either. Katsuko drew herself up to her full height of five feet, seven inches and planted her hands on her hips. She lifted her chin and stared flatly into the tall man's dark brown eyes.
Then there was another guy talking to her, chakra flowing in smooth calm waves. Katsuko flicked her eyes over him. Skinny, haggard looking little thing. Looked like he'd keel over any second. Was he one of the Intel HQ lackeys? Couldn't tell if he had any muscle under those baggy clothes.
The original reason for why she'd come down the hallway long having been knocked out of her mind, Katsuko sighed and answered skinny boy's question. "Yes, I'm fine." But man-mountain looked like he was hurting, too. Was he injured? Pale, sweaty, and clutching at his stomach like she'd inflicted a gut wound on him with her elbow.
Katsuko's indignation deflated rapidly as she realized that she just might have possibly jabbed an injured man in the parts where he was injured.
A mortified blush came over her cheeks and her hands dropped to her sides. "I'm sorry. Did I hit an injury? Do you need to go to the medic?"
Hey, a delayed reaction was better than no reaction at all.
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