Angelique gasped, shocked at how fast the thing moved, and she tried to back away from the impossibly long arms. She met Sunny's eyes for that nerve-wracking moment, then she darted out of the way, surprisingly fast on platform heels. They were in it, now, and Angelique wouldn't cower and hide and wait for Sunny to save her. She just wasn't that kind of girl.
The nails Sunny had given her were shifted from her palm to poke up between her clenched fingers. Angelique couldn't make a very threatening fist, but she'd learned how to hit, and according to Sunny the iron could only help.
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Date: 2017-07-01 01:27 am (UTC)The nails Sunny had given her were shifted from her palm to poke up between her clenched fingers. Angelique couldn't make a very threatening fist, but she'd learned how to hit, and according to Sunny the iron could only help.