[Her response to touch isn't so immediate as the last one. If anything, Oswin stiffens just a little before drawing herself up. Her grip tightens.]
Well. That's that, then. [She's refusing to let that part quail again. Holding back now's going to cost her everything. Oswin's jaw sets and her gaze finally settles on the nearest Dalek.]
...Stay with me.
[They'll all wake up, no matter which one she strikes first. Fine, then. Let them. Striding purposefully forward, Oswin hefts her weapon, and brings it slamming down on the casing, the Dalekanium crumpling like tin foil. It's satisfying, she finds as she whirls somewhat clumsily to take out another one nearby. And with each Dalek that's destroyed, something clears up in her chest that she never knew was there.
She tenses, though, as the other Daleks begin to awaken. Oh, this is going to be a problem.]
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Date: 2013-07-16 05:27 am (UTC)Well. That's that, then. [She's refusing to let that part quail again. Holding back now's going to cost her everything. Oswin's jaw sets and her gaze finally settles on the nearest Dalek.]
...Stay with me.
[They'll all wake up, no matter which one she strikes first. Fine, then. Let them. Striding purposefully forward, Oswin hefts her weapon, and brings it slamming down on the casing, the Dalekanium crumpling like tin foil. It's satisfying, she finds as she whirls somewhat clumsily to take out another one nearby. And with each Dalek that's destroyed, something clears up in her chest that she never knew was there.
She tenses, though, as the other Daleks begin to awaken. Oh, this is going to be a problem.]