[ he hadn't even been looking for this fight! he'd been asleep. snoozing. trying to get over a hangover and all the sudden there was some tiny woman dragging him out of bed. ]
Drained her energy.
[ that's not exactly it but it's hard to describe. ] Fuck, just — I'll show you.
[ when the bartender passes by next, kovacs stops him and offers him some money to let him demonstrate. the bartender doesn't exactly know what he's getting into but kovacs promises he won't be harmed.
of course, he grabs a fork and stabs him in the palm with it, twisting a bit and listening the bartender gasp and whine. he removes the utensil quickly and then grabs his wrist, squeezing and feeling the energy and strength from the wound seep into his own body. the blood and punctures disappear from the man's hand and then he drops, exhausted.
kovacs, however, is stronger and illustrates that by banging a fist against the counter top and smashing it just the slightest bit. ]
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[ he hadn't even been looking for this fight! he'd been asleep. snoozing. trying to get over a hangover and all the sudden there was some tiny woman dragging him out of bed. ]
Drained her energy.
[ that's not exactly it but it's hard to describe. ] Fuck, just — I'll show you.
[ when the bartender passes by next, kovacs stops him and offers him some money to let him demonstrate. the bartender doesn't exactly know what he's getting into but kovacs promises he won't be harmed.
of course, he grabs a fork and stabs him in the palm with it, twisting a bit and listening the bartender gasp and whine. he removes the utensil quickly and then grabs his wrist, squeezing and feeling the energy and strength from the wound seep into his own body. the blood and punctures disappear from the man's hand and then he drops, exhausted.
kovacs, however, is stronger and illustrates that by banging a fist against the counter top and smashing it just the slightest bit. ]
Good?