[ she staggers away from the guard, trying to get herself space to avoid his bulk, knowing that in close quarters she stands no chance, even with all her height. she is too slim and too weak from undernourishment for that. no kuruko worth their name would ignore these things.
it is when she turns to the sound of cloud's voice that she realizes what's happening, that she sees a chance to still come through this alright.
she drops like a stone, palms flat on the ground, knees bent under her and back hunched, toadlike. despite this, she directs her gaze up, as if anticipating the guard figuring it out too soon or (worse, in her mind) taking advantage of her vulnerability. ]
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it is when she turns to the sound of cloud's voice that she realizes what's happening, that she sees a chance to still come through this alright.
she drops like a stone, palms flat on the ground, knees bent under her and back hunched, toadlike. despite this, she directs her gaze up, as if anticipating the guard figuring it out too soon or (worse, in her mind) taking advantage of her vulnerability. ]