[ And that, right there, is why the boss didn't want her in the action. She clenches her jaw, remembering the last time she let a mark catch a snag, and slips a hand behind her back to dig through a pouch. ]
Dunno. Old folk home know you tottered out?
[ His club's gone, that means something — means she's being underestimated. That's good. She catches the hard edge of a batarang between two fingers and twists to flip it out toward him, just as she kicks hard with both feet. Looking to free herself more than hit him, this time. ]
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Dunno. Old folk home know you tottered out?
[ His club's gone, that means something — means she's being underestimated. That's good. She catches the hard edge of a batarang between two fingers and twists to flip it out toward him, just as she kicks hard with both feet. Looking to free herself more than hit him, this time. ]