Date: 2008-04-10 01:23 am (UTC)
Makita froze as soon as she spotted the witch. She knew that the idiot scavengers were already dead, and she knew that the witch would go out of her way to kill a 'Gorka if she was spotted. That's just how the Reds were.

It turns out that freezing in place was the wrong choice. The krawl shifts and shudders as the ground drops away. Since the krawl is on the edge of the protokol's effect it doesn't simply fall, but it's sliding toward that 1000 meter drop inexorably. By the time Makita manages to scramble up and out of the hatch the krawl is in free fall.

Despite all that she's lost, Makita doesn't even consider going with it. "Fight until you die", she has been taught. And she isn't dead yet. She plants her feet, legs bunching beneath her as she shifts her weight as she reaches to pull her father's sickle from her belt.

Then she leaps, arm and sickle extended as far as they can go. She knows she can't reach a handhold on her own, but the reach of the sickle is just enough to catch a rusted iron pipe that sticks out from the edge of the hole. With a grunt of exertion she pulls herself up, breathing heavily.
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