[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/808971.html?thread=65815819#t65815819)]
The women's hallway was deserted--nothing moving, dead silence. So she was early tonight. Meche breathed a small sigh of relief and moved to stand to one side of the hall, out of what would become the traffic flow pretty soon. Being early felt like a good sign, even if it was just a small one. She'd felt bad about holding the team up last night.
While it was just her in the hallway, she wedged her flashlight head-up in her coat pocket and started doing some practice with her spear, switching off between the thrusts and spins Alita had shown her. Hopefully she wouldn't have to use it, but it was good to keep working on her skills anyway. Boy, wouldn't Dr. Wilson be proud of her.
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The women's hallway was deserted--nothing moving, dead silence. So she was early tonight. Meche breathed a small sigh of relief and moved to stand to one side of the hall, out of what would become the traffic flow pretty soon. Being early felt like a good sign, even if it was just a small one. She'd felt bad about holding the team up last night.
While it was just her in the hallway, she wedged her flashlight head-up in her coat pocket and started doing some practice with her spear, switching off between the thrusts and spins Alita had shown her. Hopefully she wouldn't have to use it, but it was good to keep working on her skills anyway. Boy, wouldn't Dr. Wilson be proud of her.