[ This time, the thrown voice doesn't fool her. There's no reason to waste time and breath to cuss her out when the kid's already got what they wanted. So if the sound came from that way, then...
Sevika cannot keep up with Knife. Maybe she doesn't need to. Unlike them, she's been here far longer, and she knows the buildings and the streets. Her footsteps recede, but only because she's taken a shortcut. Through a building, around a fence, a quick drop off a wall here or there, and she's left standing near breathless around a corner of her own, listening for footsteps.
Maybe they're still running. Maybe they've slowed down by now since they think they've lost her. Who knows. So she stands still, listening for the right kind of pitter-patter of short legs booking it. If Knife happens to pass that corner, they're in for a surprise when she lunges out to make a grab for them again. ]
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Sevika cannot keep up with Knife. Maybe she doesn't need to. Unlike them, she's been here far longer, and she knows the buildings and the streets. Her footsteps recede, but only because she's taken a shortcut. Through a building, around a fence, a quick drop off a wall here or there, and she's left standing near breathless around a corner of her own, listening for footsteps.
Maybe they're still running. Maybe they've slowed down by now since they think they've lost her. Who knows. So she stands still, listening for the right kind of pitter-patter of short legs booking it. If Knife happens to pass that corner, they're in for a surprise when she lunges out to make a grab for them again. ]