[Who knows what this giant snowflake runs on... in any case, Peko certainly isn't appreciating having one of her arms tied up.]
Something is moving.
[If she's scared, it isn't obvious from her voice. Her sword is much too long to use in a confined space like this, so instead she's reaching behind her, slowly, as if something might bite her fingers, until her hand closes around the hilt of a sheathed knife hidden within her shinai bag.]
Remain exactly where you are, and I will not have to cut you.
[And then she's turning quickly to stab the blade into the seat behind her, toward the sound with a sudden sharp exhale! Did she get it?!]
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Something is moving.
[If she's scared, it isn't obvious from her voice. Her sword is much too long to use in a confined space like this, so instead she's reaching behind her, slowly, as if something might bite her fingers, until her hand closes around the hilt of a sheathed knife hidden within her shinai bag.]
Remain exactly where you are, and I will not have to cut you.
[And then she's turning quickly to stab the blade into the seat behind her, toward the sound with a sudden sharp exhale! Did she get it?!]