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Gale prepped,barely dodging the knife as the uncovered tip nicked him.He looked at her smiling. "Good,now,my personal favorite.Getting somebody into a chokehold.I won't even try anything on you but you?Yeah,give me all your arms will let you do.First thing,arm wraps around their neck,your knife goes to the side of it and you barely keep it off the skin,enough for them to feel but not feel,y'know?Second,squeeze them as dang hard as you can,got it?" |
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Kayla tried and followed his instructions |
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"Eh,harder.This is basic level,what do you hate again?" He asks,wanting to get her as mad as possible so she could take that and remember it,using it against people. |
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Kayla now remembered the same scene over and over, her vision nearly redenning around the edges as she tightened her hold |
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"You...can let me go now." He managed,hands almost digging into her wrist as her grip tightened. |
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"Sorry" She said quietly, releasing him |
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"Good god woman,you keep suprising me,don't you?" He asks,standing after a moment. "Good grip.Now,if you do that for awhile when you're alone with somebody,yeah,you'll be undefeatable.Maybe.Physically,yes.Mentally,eh.Gotta go through who knows how many cells when you'll start messing with guards for fun." Gale says,grinning. |
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"You are crazy" She teased |
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"You're just now realizing?" He asks,tossing another light punch for her. |
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Kayla stepped out of the way gracefully, laughing quietly |
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