[ Carolina grins as she flows past Wash. With far too much practice, she pulls the unlucky next guard into a hold that ends with a snapped neck before he can level his weapon. ]
[ Carolina is armed, and may god have mercy. ]
[ She thumps Wash's shoulder in proud companionship before she moves on ahead. ]
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[ Carolina is armed, and may god have mercy. ]
[ She thumps Wash's shoulder in proud companionship before she moves on ahead. ]