[The punch manages to stun her for a moment, her movements stilling, but—thankfully, that's when Hubert appears. The moment is a blur, and she won't remember the details later, but—
While Hubert's dealing with the man and giving him what he deserves, Ruby's scrambling back, trying to grab the rags of her clothes to cover herself even though they aren't going to do much of anything anymore.
And she sobs, relief flooding through her because she recognizes that voice, even if all she can do in the moment is curl up in a ball and sob, shivering from pain and adrenaline and panic. She couldn't care less about what happens to the guard now that Hubert has him, and she'll let him do whatever he wants as she tries to put herself back together. She just wants to get to safety, somehow, so that she can scrub the grime and the touch of the creep off of her.
Hubert deserves the enrichment of murder, though.]
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While Hubert's dealing with the man and giving him what he deserves, Ruby's scrambling back, trying to grab the rags of her clothes to cover herself even though they aren't going to do much of anything anymore.
And she sobs, relief flooding through her because she recognizes that voice, even if all she can do in the moment is curl up in a ball and sob, shivering from pain and adrenaline and panic. She couldn't care less about what happens to the guard now that Hubert has him, and she'll let him do whatever he wants as she tries to put herself back together. She just wants to get to safety, somehow, so that she can scrub the grime and the touch of the creep off of her.
Hubert deserves the enrichment of murder, though.]