01-05-2018, 11:00 AM
The sound of her knee slamming into his groin gave off a satisfying thud. God, at this moment, all she wanted to do was rip this guy from head to toe.
Jacinda was a fairly violent person. By which to say, she had no issues with using violence as a means to an end and none of it bothered her. Sometimes questioning people meant making sure they weren't holding anything back.
But there was one thing she wouldn't do. One area into which she never crossed. And she never let ANYONE ELSE do it either. It was usually the last thing they did. There were not a few unsolved deaths out scattered across North America that had her name on it for that very reason.
You just didn't do that kind of thing. Kill, hurt, make sure you had good intel, sure. But sexual violence....no.
Maybe it had to do with Regan. From the moment her parents had died- her father murdered by a Roug and her mother- it boiled her blood- raped and then murdered by one- well, from the moment he took twelve year old Jacinda into his life, to raise her as his daughter- and, well, as more than a daughter, in truth- she had absorbed everything he taught her.
That had to have been on his lessons, though she couldn't ever remember him specifically saying something about it. For her to feel that strongly about it- and let me tell you, it was a gut reaction like none she'd ever felt in her life, the concept or reality of rape or abuse- she must have absorbed Regan's sense of justice.
In any case, she knew what she saw in Henrik's eyes. And was glad her fight seemed real enough. Nox was running toward him as she ran away. He was oblivious to her, now that he had his prey. She almost- almost- wanted to let him go at it. But their Atharim assets were low as it was. Especially in the middle of a fight.
Instead, she dashed to where she'd hidden her sonic blast under a dumpster and pulled it out. She knew the others were about as well. She'd already set it to the highest level. Nox would have to be dazed big time. Like hard to think, hit over the head, dazed.
She pointed the blaster from cover behind the dumpster and let fire. Hopefully, Henrik got a little of that. Serve him right.
Jacinda was a fairly violent person. By which to say, she had no issues with using violence as a means to an end and none of it bothered her. Sometimes questioning people meant making sure they weren't holding anything back.
But there was one thing she wouldn't do. One area into which she never crossed. And she never let ANYONE ELSE do it either. It was usually the last thing they did. There were not a few unsolved deaths out scattered across North America that had her name on it for that very reason.
You just didn't do that kind of thing. Kill, hurt, make sure you had good intel, sure. But sexual violence....no.
Maybe it had to do with Regan. From the moment her parents had died- her father murdered by a Roug and her mother- it boiled her blood- raped and then murdered by one- well, from the moment he took twelve year old Jacinda into his life, to raise her as his daughter- and, well, as more than a daughter, in truth- she had absorbed everything he taught her.
That had to have been on his lessons, though she couldn't ever remember him specifically saying something about it. For her to feel that strongly about it- and let me tell you, it was a gut reaction like none she'd ever felt in her life, the concept or reality of rape or abuse- she must have absorbed Regan's sense of justice.
In any case, she knew what she saw in Henrik's eyes. And was glad her fight seemed real enough. Nox was running toward him as she ran away. He was oblivious to her, now that he had his prey. She almost- almost- wanted to let him go at it. But their Atharim assets were low as it was. Especially in the middle of a fight.
Instead, she dashed to where she'd hidden her sonic blast under a dumpster and pulled it out. She knew the others were about as well. She'd already set it to the highest level. Nox would have to be dazed big time. Like hard to think, hit over the head, dazed.
She pointed the blaster from cover behind the dumpster and let fire. Hopefully, Henrik got a little of that. Serve him right.