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"Winning," she growls, as their opponents try in vain to kill what's already dead. The bullets have an effect - they can still blast the corpses apart if fired from close enough - but that doesn't actually matter, and bone shards ricochet and become bullets of her own.

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She grins viciously. "Drag them to hell."

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(She doesn't, actually, know how she's doing this, not entirely. But she knows how combat-trained Durasts fight, and even if the corpses' movements are clumsy, uncoordinated, stumbling - )

She nods, and the corpses start grabbing onto any living enemy, dragging them into the depths of the burning building. 

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Fuck it, fine. This might as well happen.

"No survivors," she orders, and sees about doing her part to make that happen.

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Tamar can verify the lack of heartbeats once they're done. 

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And Helvar can put her damn corpses in the fire too. Then they should get moving. Don't want to get spotted here.

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She tidies everything away. 

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Val looks out across the water. "Your fire service response time is utter shit," she says, keeping watch as the others get on the small boat out. She's last one on. 

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"Island's not a high priority. All this natural firebreak."

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"Doubt Van Eck got fire insurance for it, anyways." She doesn't clench her fists. She wants to, though. 

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Heavy sigh. "Y'know in Ravka, the fire service is free, prompt, and effective, even if you're rural. It's near immediate in Os Alta."

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"Guess we've found something Ravka is good at."

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"The number of grisha might help."

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"Cheating always does."

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Hum. "Ketterdam isn't the only place that cheats, I suppose." (The boat pulls up near the ship.)

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Kaz will check on Inej once they're safely aboard.

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She very quickly retreats into the most private, out of the way spot she can find - she'll eat and drink what Tamar pressed into her hands, but she's avoiding the rest of the crew. 

She lets Kaz find her, though. 

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"Hey."

She takes her gloves off and offers them to Inej. "...In case your hands get cold."

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Shaky breath - and she slips them on, then rubs her right ankle compulsively before jerking her hand away. 

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"I fucked up. I'm sorry."

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" - You came for me. That's what matters."

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"I will always come for you."

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She rubs her ankle again. In a small voice: "Even if - even if I'm broken?"

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"I will get you. And then we will burn the bastards."

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She feels - insane. (Needy. Pathetic.) (She clenches her hand around her ankle hard enough to hurt.)

"Even if I'm not of any worth anymore?"

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