[ If there were any scrapes that she got from falling down those stairs, they were likely gone by the time she would wake up. Small things like scrapes, scratches-- those healed quickly, even if the markers of bits of blood and dirt smirched together still rested atop her skin. The damage that couldn't be seen still hurt, but it would heal in time. More quickly than most people. She was lucky that her neck hadn't snapped during that fall, dealing with the repercussions of "death" wasn't a trial she wanted to face this early on in her time at Luceti.
So when she wakes up to the pungent scent of aromatic wax, the first thing she notices is how sore everything feels. That lasts for about two seconds when she opens her eyes and sees Scorpius looming over her body. Scorpius, that guy who decided that attacking her seemed like a great idea. Definitely not a friend now. (Or at least until he apologizes and promises not to do it again.)
Initial reflex? Reach for the knife. Not there. She vaguely remembered dropping it. Secondary was to reach for what may have very well been an early attempt at a homemade smoke bomb. Yuri didn't really have the sorts of things available to her that she'd had in her original world, so making weapons was significantly less simple here. There was no way she was going to be able to pull a propulsion engine out of her ass here, so working on smoke bombs? This was the least she could try. She hadn't actually tried to see if that had worked or not yet, of course, but.. It was certainly missing now. Her eyes narrowed.
Fine, no weapons? She's going to try to aim a kick at his face. Take that, giant bondage alien creeper SHE LIKED YOU!!! ]
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So when she wakes up to the pungent scent of aromatic wax, the first thing she notices is how sore everything feels. That lasts for about two seconds when she opens her eyes and sees Scorpius looming over her body. Scorpius, that guy who decided that attacking her seemed like a great idea. Definitely not a friend now.
(Or at least until he apologizes and promises not to do it again.)Initial reflex? Reach for the knife. Not there. She vaguely remembered dropping it. Secondary was to reach for what may have very well been an early attempt at a homemade smoke bomb. Yuri didn't really have the sorts of things available to her that she'd had in her original world, so making weapons was significantly less simple here. There was no way she was going to be able to pull a propulsion engine out of her ass here, so working on smoke bombs? This was the least she could try. She hadn't actually tried to see if that had worked or not yet, of course, but.. It was certainly missing now. Her eyes narrowed.
Fine, no weapons? She's going to try to aim a kick at his face. Take that, giant bondage alien creeper SHE LIKED YOU!!! ]