[ When his fingers curl, 2B knows she's in trouble. She makes to move, but his eyes catch hers, and she's... paralyzed. His gaze, so full of pain, robs her of strength and keeps her rooted in place. She knows that she has to run, that even if this is 9S, there's something wrong; maybe it's a virus or some clever trap left behind by Adam and Eve. It's just as 2B begins to pull away that his hands find her throat, robbing the breath from her lungs. ]
Ggh--!
[ 2B chokes, her hands moving futilely to attempt to pry his fingers from her neck. When did he get so strong, so fast? As an Executioner model, she's supposed to be his superior when it comes to combat and all related activities. She looks to him as he pushes her, choking out a stilted question: ]
no subject
Ggh--!
[ 2B chokes, her hands moving futilely to attempt to pry his fingers from her neck. When did he get so strong, so fast? As an Executioner model, she's supposed to be his superior when it comes to combat and all related activities. She looks to him as he pushes her, choking out a stilted question: ]
N-Ni-... nes-- why--?