The promise of a kill shouldn't have given flight to her heart that way, but O-Ren Ishii wasn't exactly made as she should have been these days. And besides that, it was the Last One.
She nodded, sharply. "We'll steal a ride. It's a long way from here."
With that, she headed out to where she'd seen the motorcycle outside. A small screwdriver from her bag, and she was popping open panels and cutting wires.
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Date: 2009-10-05 05:30 am (UTC)She nodded, sharply. "We'll steal a ride. It's a long way from here."
With that, she headed out to where she'd seen the motorcycle outside. A small screwdriver from her bag, and she was popping open panels and cutting wires.