[Flandre had found the entire process so...distasteful, even if Renko had voluntarily surrendered herself. She hadn't been looking out the window when the quinjet landed, sparing only a glance when it disgorged its soldiers.
So she had been rather off-guard when the security systems lost their shit.
Scrambling outside took surprisingly little thought; she was getting used to rushing places in uniform, it seemed. Just as she was getting used to controlling how her vision saw through things as materials to the points beyond it.
Flandre crunched the point of the nearest pulse rifle in her palm, though only enough to shear the gun from its base, rather than atomize the entire thing.
But that was just one--and there were how many more? One less of "too many" wasn't much of an achievement.]
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So she had been rather off-guard when the security systems lost their shit.
Scrambling outside took surprisingly little thought; she was getting used to rushing places in uniform, it seemed. Just as she was getting used to controlling how her vision saw through things as materials to the points beyond it.
Flandre crunched the point of the nearest pulse rifle in her palm, though only enough to shear the gun from its base, rather than atomize the entire thing.
But that was just one--and there were how many more? One less of "too many" wasn't much of an achievement.]
I won't be able to get all of them from here.