Date: 2009-09-02 04:35 am (UTC)
lonewolflives: ([teen] dancer)
Arya didn't flinch at the shot; O-Ren wasn't going to go down so easily, and what she saw from the corner of her vision confirmed it.

Thirty seconds.

Swift as a deer, she thought, reaching up to pull the knife out of the yakuza thug's throat, spinning around him on the pulling motion, clear of the blood that sprayed from the now vacant wound.

She fired around him as the spin put her clear, fleet steps closing the distance between her and the rightmost yakuza. Gun in her right hand, coming up to fire across her chest, sending another diving, and left hand throwing the knife overhand.

This one dodged, but not enough; the knife took him in the shoulder, throwing his aim off. The shot went wide, and by the time he'd grit his teeth and swung it back, she was on him, in the air. Right leg scissoring out to kick the gun out of his hand, left planting itself square in his face.

Those ridiculous heels were good for something, after all. She kept firing as she rode his collapsing body to the ground, rolling clear after he hit.
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