Shelley sees the IT girl and grimaces a little. Uf, they haven't knocked her out yet and she's already feeling guilty, but...well, it's a bitter pill to swallow. Nothing personal.
Gesturing York she can handle it and taking a finger to her lips, she carefully takes the keyboard and the wiring, just in case, judging it all to be far less lethal than a wrench. She wants to make her unconscious, not cave her skull! Grabbing the keyboard tightly, she crosses the room and, at the same time, creates her little personal bubble, willing it to extend far enough to surround the poor worker who will suffer her apologetic wrath. This should make sure no noise happens, she figures. It shouldn't take more than a few seconds, she thinks, so the recharge time won't be too much of an issue.
To York it's like Shelley, the IT girl, and the chair she's sitting on all vanish. To Shelley, though everything is in a completely white space. As soon as the isolation bubble is on, she blurts out, talking really quickly:
"I'msorryandIhopeyoudon'tgetfiredforthis!"
And swings the keyboard to the back of the IT girl's head, right to the crown of the head. Don't pull your punches, Shelley, she thinks. If you don't make it count right on the first strike, it'll be worse for everyone!
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Gesturing York she can handle it and taking a finger to her lips, she carefully takes the keyboard and the wiring, just in case, judging it all to be far less lethal than a wrench. She wants to make her unconscious, not cave her skull! Grabbing the keyboard tightly, she crosses the room and, at the same time, creates her little personal bubble, willing it to extend far enough to surround the poor worker who will suffer her apologetic wrath. This should make sure no noise happens, she figures. It shouldn't take more than a few seconds, she thinks, so the recharge time won't be too much of an issue.
To York it's like Shelley, the IT girl, and the chair she's sitting on all vanish. To Shelley, though everything is in a completely white space. As soon as the isolation bubble is on, she blurts out, talking really quickly:
"I'msorryandIhopeyoudon'tgetfiredforthis!"
And swings the keyboard to the back of the IT girl's head, right to the crown of the head. Don't pull your punches, Shelley, she thinks. If you don't make it count right on the first strike, it'll be worse for everyone!