[ Promises don't count for shit in Hei's world. He deals with killers, liars, thieves, pimps and dregs. Trust -- of any kind -- is an abstraction. A non-entity. ]
[ The air-blast buffets him, unbalancing him mid-lunge. He spins through the air, landing crouched, catlike, at an angle from Korra. Before she can react further, he's whipped out a wire from his sleeve. It whistles through the darkness, connecting with Korra's arm. A surge of electricity zzzzts across its length. He knows she's City Dead. The voltage isn't harmless. But it's not a re-kill dose either. ]
[ He's not here to play games in the dark. If he must render her motionless and half-stunned to talk, so be it. ]
no subject
[ The air-blast buffets him, unbalancing him mid-lunge. He spins through the air, landing crouched, catlike, at an angle from Korra. Before she can react further, he's whipped out a wire from his sleeve. It whistles through the darkness, connecting with Korra's arm. A surge of electricity zzzzts across its length. He knows she's City Dead. The voltage isn't harmless. But it's not a re-kill dose either. ]
[ He's not here to play games in the dark. If he must render her motionless and half-stunned to talk, so be it. ]