"I think," she spat--and no standing still right now, not with her sudden rush of adrenaline, so she was kicking and elbowing and scratching at whatever she could manage, all while wriggling and writhing and trying to snake her way free--"That anyone could walk by, no matter where this is. And if you're going to threaten me and kidnap me and expect me not to try, then you're not just cocky. You're genuinely stupid."
Maybe she was cocky too, because she didn't doubt for a second she'd get out, one way or another, eventually. The PTB hadn't guided her through life to have her die in this dank little room.
Of course, then, the question was how much damage would be done to her by the time that escape happened.
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Date: 2013-05-13 02:18 am (UTC)Maybe she was cocky too, because she didn't doubt for a second she'd get out, one way or another, eventually. The PTB hadn't guided her through life to have her die in this dank little room.
Of course, then, the question was how much damage would be done to her by the time that escape happened.