[ like it's a totally normal conversation piece. bobbie doesn't usually fight back, at such. she prefers to make it a kind of cat and mouse affair, trying to keep herself out of his reach. her tools, comparatively, are walls, gates, sudden appearances of rivers rushing between them, except that one time it backfired, what with drowning and all. a cursory glance at those flickering shadows, she thinks it might be prudent to, you know, gain a little distance.
she's still sporting the bruises from last time. ]
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[ like it's a totally normal conversation piece. bobbie doesn't usually fight back, at such. she prefers to make it a kind of cat and mouse affair, trying to keep herself out of his reach. her tools, comparatively, are walls, gates, sudden appearances of rivers rushing between them, except that one time it backfired, what with drowning and all. a cursory glance at those flickering shadows, she thinks it might be prudent to, you know, gain a little distance.
she's still sporting the bruises from last time. ]
What's with the constant obstruction, anyway?