Ange clambered out of her seat the second she saw the other woman going for the table edge -- annoyed at herself for having to scramble for safety, annoyed that the imps had kidnapped a woman who could lift heavy ancient wooden tables but hadn't had the good graces to snatch Ange at a time that she was carrying a gun.
Whatever. She'd make do with what she had.
Ange bolted backward as the table lifted, skittering back onto the bench and then the surface of the table directly behind her, so that she was standing in someone's bowl of soup. It was disgusting, yes, but better than catching a table in the chest. ]
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Ange clambered out of her seat the second she saw the other woman going for the table edge -- annoyed at herself for having to scramble for safety, annoyed that the imps had kidnapped a woman who could lift heavy ancient wooden tables but hadn't had the good graces to snatch Ange at a time that she was carrying a gun.
Whatever. She'd make do with what she had.
Ange bolted backward as the table lifted, skittering back onto the bench and then the surface of the table directly behind her, so that she was standing in someone's bowl of soup. It was disgusting, yes, but better than catching a table in the chest. ]
What the hell are you?