[Oh, to hell with this place. After her face turns white and her muscles tense up, Perona doesn't say a goddamn word - she just turns tail and runs in the opposite direction, eventually kicking off the ground and opting to fly instead. She can go faster and doesn't risk tripping over her gown. Plus, she strains herself less this way, physically. It'll just be a pain in the ass when she does have to run, her ability to fly in her physical form is only a few hours at best.
Still, those things are only armed with paddles (she hopes) and this is a theater. If the bots are coming from the entrance, then there has to be another way out. A fire escape. Hell, most of the other patrons already fled that way when Sanji kicked the first robot into the opposing wall. Smart people.
Of course, she stops in her tracks, and gasps. In her horror, she almost forgot--]
Bearsy!! [She left him in her seat when she was first dragged into the aisles. But like hell she remembers which seat it was after what she went through. What if those assholes find him? What if they throw him out? What if they rip him up first?!] Bearsy, where are you?!
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Still, those things are only armed with paddles (she hopes) and this is a theater. If the bots are coming from the entrance, then there has to be another way out. A fire escape. Hell, most of the other patrons already fled that way when Sanji kicked the first robot into the opposing wall. Smart people.
Of course, she stops in her tracks, and gasps. In her horror, she almost forgot--]
Bearsy!! [She left him in her seat when she was first dragged into the aisles. But like hell she remembers which seat it was after what she went through. What if those assholes find him? What if they throw him out? What if they rip him up first?!] Bearsy, where are you?!