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Maketh Tua ([personal profile] mismanagement) wrote in [community profile] dankmemes 2016-01-29 01:46 am (UTC)

Back, back, steady steps back. Maketh breathes out through her mouth, slow and even. The animal doesn't appear placated. Maybe it's hungry.

That's a pleasant thought, really.

She moves until she's almost next to the man, and shifts a little so she won't block the shot. Though the weapon isn't giving her much in the way of confidence. A bow and arrow, really? This planet must fall on the extreme side of primitive. Not the sort of situation one wants to get stuck in, especially with wild animals in the mix.

Breathe. In and out. Stay focused, stay still. Everything will be fine. She knows the protocol for this.

Somehow, it's easier with rebels and not beasts. At least the rebels won't eat her, and she'd probably die quickly once shot--

No. Stop. Focus. Breathe. Like that.

Maketh barely realizes that she's raised her arms up in a fighting stance, ever so slowly. She's not fast enough to dodge away if it comes to that and the animal charges. Not that grappling would do her any good either, but somehow the mentality that comes with the motion helps to center her. She's fine. She's still breathing. And if she's still breathing, then she can come up with a plan.

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