@orangedvan said: ‘ run the fucker down ! ’
Bright green orbs are focusing on the... person ? Standing in the middle of the road, knuckles almost white from just how tightly she held on to the wheel, ( she was terrified, the presence brought a sense of dread, it settled into her bones ) " oh--- Wait, I can't hit him with the car--- She'll get hurt ! " A softy for old machines such as her old chevy. Kitt's glare makes the braided girl groan, watching the road, she could feel a headache coming on, stress induced, probably, " fine ! Okay ! Okay- " She's stomping on the accelerator, aiming for the stupidly tall guy that had been tormenting her ever since she moved, she glances at the girl next to her, bracing for impact, but it never comes. Head snaps to the road, braking, before she looks around, " where... where did he go ? "











