[ collateral damage where people were concerned, that can't happen— any moving life still there on the boardwalk's dangerous paths that haven't fled yet would have to be ushered away, 2B makes sure of it. she cannot stop every and all injury, but she's inhumanly fast and viscious when it came to their protection. it gave her time, too, as ugly the extra ticks are, for her to understand.
she will not be able to give this one breathing room. when the coast is clear of civilian movement, the stalls and walkway empty (broken, torn, burning and smelling), 2B chooses a spot that flanks the burning squid; she charges to swing the spear in wide circles but is evidently thrown from over her head into a plunging stab. stab, spin back, lunge— that is the android's first deadly moves.
(some of her skin is melting, burning away, revealing spots of her metal chassis; it's because of this, and only this, that she doesn't feel the suffering sting the way an organic body would). ]
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she will not be able to give this one breathing room. when the coast is clear of civilian movement, the stalls and walkway empty (broken, torn, burning and smelling), 2B chooses a spot that flanks the burning squid; she charges to swing the spear in wide circles but is evidently thrown from over her head into a plunging stab. stab, spin back, lunge— that is the android's first deadly moves.
(some of her skin is melting, burning away, revealing spots of her metal chassis; it's because of this, and only this, that she doesn't feel the suffering sting the way an organic body would). ]