[ It's not a surprise to see Kavinsky, even if flashes of Sarissa had glimmered through his thoughts on his way out. Maybe a relief. He can handle a skinny kid with a taser better than he could a team of blackbagging police, even as his sight is beginning to swim, even if he has to plant a hand against the wall to keep himself standing upright.
He bares his teeth. ]
Don't need to. I saw the whole thing.
[ Squeaky wheels. He turns enough to see Jesse, and the juddering dolly wheeling towards him, and the gloves, just as he feels one weakness trade out for another. He feels negation in his brain, his thought process, his constantly analytical mind becoming slow and halting and filling in with white noise. Strength draining out of his muscles like a bleed. It puts his hackles up more profoundly than the poison, than the snap of the taser.
That little trickle of fear follows a torrent of anger, and he launches himself wild and clumsy for the door. All he needs is to get out of range. Disappear. Relying more on his sheer size than any hope of being swifter or stronger, he goes shoulder low to knock people aside and maybe, maybe, avoid the bite of the taser. ]
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He bares his teeth. ]
Don't need to. I saw the whole thing.
[ Squeaky wheels. He turns enough to see Jesse, and the juddering dolly wheeling towards him, and the gloves, just as he feels one weakness trade out for another. He feels negation in his brain, his thought process, his constantly analytical mind becoming slow and halting and filling in with white noise. Strength draining out of his muscles like a bleed. It puts his hackles up more profoundly than the poison, than the snap of the taser.
That little trickle of fear follows a torrent of anger, and he launches himself wild and clumsy for the door. All he needs is to get out of range. Disappear. Relying more on his sheer size than any hope of being swifter or stronger, he goes shoulder low to knock people aside and maybe, maybe, avoid the bite of the taser. ]