Arya slid to a halt beside her, the rain hitting her face and the exposed skin where her shirt was ripped from a dozen small cuts and tears. She didn't feel it; this wasn't cold, and with the exertion, all her muscles were burning anyway.
And then, inside, the grenade went off, and the building was, too.
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Date: 2009-10-13 04:59 am (UTC)And then, inside, the grenade went off, and the building was, too.