[spoiler] I'll pass on that result. Not where I want this to go.[/spoiler] [i] She moves blindingly fast, snatching the syringe from his hand and tossing it, her arms buckling under her.[/i] "You can keep that shit away from me. I'm not an injured puppy." [i] She sets her feet under her, using her Ninjato to help her stand, blood dripping down her torso from a katana sized stab wound in her collarbone, below her throat. [/i]