[Sniper froze; that was not what he'd meant. Deep breath, in and out, then one more for good measure to regain his composure- trying to tell her otherwise would probably just result in more muffled speech he couldn't understand. It was better to just get the job over and done with.
With his stationary arm, he felt along the contours of the mask, trying to find where would be best to cut. The blade of his knife was sharp, but slicing through the thick mask wasn't going to be easy. He finally chose a spot near her ear, deciding if he did cut her, he'd at least do damage in an area that wasn't terribly visible.
Another breath to settle his nerves.]
Right. Just hold still. I won't hurt ya.
[Holding the side of the mask, he pressed the blade into it.]
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Date: 2012-01-24 08:08 am (UTC)With his stationary arm, he felt along the contours of the mask, trying to find where would be best to cut. The blade of his knife was sharp, but slicing through the thick mask wasn't going to be easy. He finally chose a spot near her ear, deciding if he did cut her, he'd at least do damage in an area that wasn't terribly visible.
Another breath to settle his nerves.]
Right. Just hold still. I won't hurt ya.
[Holding the side of the mask, he pressed the blade into it.]