[she'd laugh, but her sense of humour got left behind on a snow. Still when she straightens up, Rose will find Carolina isn't too much taller - an artifical inch or three gained purely from the exoskeleton formed by her armor.]
No. Just the last one I was on before.. [a hesitation] Before here. I think.
[ And then Rose is moving and Carolina is stepping back, still winded but now assessing, or trying to, the pressure behind her eyes building again. It's quiet, too quiet inside her head, while all the world's screaming in stereo. In spite of this, instinct drives her to widen her stance, defensive, as the other woman steps closer to the demon. ]
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No. Just the last one I was on before.. [a hesitation] Before here. I think.
[ And then Rose is moving and Carolina is stepping back, still winded but now assessing, or trying to, the pressure behind her eyes building again. It's quiet, too quiet inside her head, while all the world's screaming in stereo. In spite of this, instinct drives her to widen her stance, defensive, as the other woman steps closer to the demon. ]