In the Training Room
Apr. 6th, 2008 02:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Settings cranked to their maximum and all safeties off, Kory is going for a tougher workout than usual.
Ducking the beams, and flying over obstacles, she moves with cat-like precision. One emitter down...
Two emitters down...
Dodge the incoming fire from the third, and whirl around to clobber the combat robot. The Starbolt sends it flying to crumple into a heap at the other end of the room.
Ducking the beams, and flying over obstacles, she moves with cat-like precision. One emitter down...
Two emitters down...
Dodge the incoming fire from the third, and whirl around to clobber the combat robot. The Starbolt sends it flying to crumple into a heap at the other end of the room.
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Date: 2008-04-06 10:33 pm (UTC)She looks up for a moment, like she is trying to think. Words do not come easily to her when it comes to her prodigal sister.
"We have been in combat many times against each other. She wishes me dead, and will give no quarter when we fight. I must be willing to do the same - to end her life with my hand. She has always managed to escape our earlier battles, however, and be free to cause more damage."
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Date: 2008-04-06 10:36 pm (UTC)"Well, maybe she deserves it for what she's done, but.. if she's dead, she can't ever regret what she's done. I don't think I'd make a good Tamaranean."
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Date: 2008-04-06 10:40 pm (UTC)Kory stretches. "Well, after such a workout, I'm quite hungry. Let's so see what is in the kitchen."