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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“Be my guest,” Arcadia encouraged the blonde, releasing Krystal’s wrist to allow her a few seconds recourse before the ‘attack.’ Searching her pockets for an object, the wolf pulled out a dollar bill and rolled it into a slender tube. Once she found her stance, the wolf rushed toward Krystal, grabbing for her left forearm as if she were going to needlestick her. 

Initially Krystal was confused as to what the other woman was doing and so she let out an ‘oh’ when she realizing she was rolling the bill to mimic a needle. Her instinct was to take a step back as her hand reached out to grasp Arcadia’s arm. She bent it in an unnatural way, not even aware that her long nails were digging into the soft skin there. For good measure she stepped down onto Arcadia’s foot, letting out a shriek as she did so. What? It made her feel stronger.

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“For about 20 seconds…enough for you to buy time and get away from an attacker. This is practice for the real world…would you be so concerned about temporarily paralyzing a DYAD goon?” Arcadia asked as her left eyebrow quirked. “You stop him before the needle can even touch you. Like this,” she stepped in towards the blonde, gently reaching for her wrist this time to demonstrate the mechanics without actually causing pain. “Say this is the needle hand ready to strike. You grab the wrist and bend it up or down 90 degrees, enough to pinched nerves. They’ll drop it almost immediately and you have your opportunity for fight or flight…Flight is always better.”

Arcadia made very fair points, however it was difficult for her to get past the idea that she was causing her friend harm. Her gaze shifted down to her hand when the other woman began to demonstrate what she should do if they tried jabbing her with a needle. Nodding as she explained it, she shook off her nerves. “Ok, can I try it?”

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“Not broken—perhaps bruised, one or two,” the wolf grumbled, drawing in a shallow breath to keep her chest from aching. “You did what I asked, though. Proud of you,” Arcadia smirked, stretching out her back to straighten up from her hunched over position. “Now if I could only get you to hit my neck that hard.”

Krystal shook her head when she mentioned hitting her neck. “That sounds like a really bad idea. Can’t that, like, actually paralyze you?” Clearly she didn’t know the strength it would actually take for that to happen. “And anyway, what if one of them just like drugs me with a needle? How can I defend myself if they’re doing that.”

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

Exactly the reaction she’d hoped for.

With a faint smile rising on otherwise calm features, the wolf retained her grip even as Krystal tried to break the connection with her forearm. While focused on the tightening of her hold, Arcadia hadn’t anticipated the hard knock to her ribs from the blonde’s elbow. A gasp resounded as the wolf felt the air leave her lungs, her bind broken as she hunched over, clutching her side. “—Breath-taking has a whole new meaning. Good on you,” she complimented through a deep inhale, trying to recover from the blow. 

Hearing the gasp sound from her, she knew that that had to hurt. Echoing the gasp, her hands flew up to cover her mouth as she turned to fully face Arcadia. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t, like, break a rib right?” She panted heavily, trying to catch her breath from the fast movements and adrenaline coursing through her.

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

It wasn’t hard to figure out that Krystal was aiming to strike as the blonde’s eyes immediately focused on her neck. If she were sparring an opponent she wasn’t afraid she’d break, emotionally and physically, Arcadia would have blocked the move and retaliated with a strike of her own—but she was behaving herself for the sake of being a good educator.

The wolf’s head remained upright, clearly unaffected by the strike. Sure it was unpleasant, but not enough to phase her. With a sigh, Arcadia crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at Krystal. “I’ve been bitten by mosquitoes that felt harder than that. Come on, give it some oomph,” she emphasized, her brow furrowing. To shake things up a bit, the wolf figured she’d catch the blonde off guard and hopefully get a reaction—her hand darting out to grip the other’s wrist, giving a rough tug.

Krystal pouted when she was told that a mosquito had bit her harder. “I’m trying, I don’t want to-” her words were cut off as Arcadia gripped her side and tugged her. “Hey!” As she shouted the word her forearm came down hard on the other woman’s arm to try and break the grip. In the same motion her elbow bent as she knocked it into Arcadia’s side.

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“Don’t drop your shoulder when you turn into the punch,” Arcadia reminded the blonde, circling her as they stood barefoot in the grass outside her home. “Remember, aim for the neck and don’t bounce off, strike hard and fast. It’ll stun your attacker paralyzed for a few seconds and buy you time to incapacitate them further. And this time, don’t hold back,” she stated with a slight smirk, beckoning Krystal to come forth.

Krystal nodded, breathing in and out heavily as she shook out the pent up energy that was going through her body. Rolling her neck from side to side, she relaxed her shoulders before taking on a defensive stance. Stepping in closer, her eyes very obviously shifted to look at where she was going to hit Arcadia. The strike to her neck was harder this time, but still relatively gentle as she couldn’t get over the fact that she couldn’t hurt Arcadia. “Sorry!” 

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Krystal Goderitch in 5x06

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Happy Birthday, Krystal!

May 5th 1984

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“Of course I will. Later…much later, after you sleep.” Arcadia affirmed her stance, bringing her free hand up to boop the tip Krystal’s nose. “I know you’re eager to start, and your mind keeps going back to the kidnapping, but the most important thing right now is to listen to your body.”

Krystal’s face scrunched up when her nose was poked, a hint of a smile appearing at the touch. “I know,” she said through a yawn. “I’m listening to it and it says that it wants to keep cuddling with you and go back to sleep.” As she spoke she snuggled in closer to Arcadia.

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

It was a relief that Krystal had asked her to stay—truthfully she wasn’t up to cleaning the floors, not so soon after the carnage she dished out and received back times ten overnight. Her body ached something fierce, despite the superficial wounds and bruises having disappeared. 

Sliding down from the head board, the wolf opened her side up to Krystal as the blonde snuggled in close, pulling the comforter over top of them. Arcadia’s cheek rested upon messy waves, smelling of sweet shampoo, as the two resumed their period of rest—momentarily at least, until Krystal broke the silence. “Hm?” she roused, her arm lazily draped around the blonde’s waist.

Krystal was too tired to lift her head up when she spoke again, eyes still closed. “Could you teach me how to defend myself? I’m totally firing my personal trainer. Like, he never taught me how to vent -no- fend off someone who’s trying to drug me.” Her fingers played with the comforter as she spoke. 

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agirlwithaprettynicelife :

Beth nodded, biting her cheek from the inside. Three years was definitely a long time in terms of somebody being able to track you down. Pretty effortlessly, really. Beth’s mind was racing, trying to come up with scenarios of who Krystal’s stalker could possibly be. Hopefully, it was just harmless and not someone from Neolution.  Beth piped up. “Who’s Hector?” she asked, realising that she might be a little nosy at this point, but maybe Krystal shared the same suspicion about her boyfriend that Beth did. 

Krystal briefly looked to Beth before her eyes returned to her phone. “Oh, he’s my boyfriend.” Her finger came up to curl around a piece of her hair, a nervous habit she had picked up years ago. “He’s kind of become, like, super clingy. Always saying he misses me and asks when I’m getting home.” 

A heavy sigh fell from her lips. “Like, it’s cute, don’t get me wrong. But he used to be so manly and not like a stage five clinger. He is super hot though. So that more than makes up for all of that.”

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“They look like a massacre happened inside the house, which isn’t far from the truth,” she sighed, not looking forward the scrubbing on her hands and knees for half the afternoon. Arcadia chuckled at Krystal’s crass honesty, finding it hard not to agree with her description of Sarah. “She barks worse than she bites. I’m used to it by now. There’s nothing she can say to me that I haven’t already heard. I’d burst into DYAD again if it meant saving any one of you.”

Looking over to the alarm clock on her night stand, the wolf took a long sip before setting her mug down upon it. “I think I can squeeze in some cuddling, only because you asked nicely.”

“Ew,” she said, squeezing her eyes shut as if that would get rid of what she pictured the floor looked like given the other woman’s description. “Well that’s sweet of you.” After speaking she pressed a kiss to the other woman’s cheek. When Arcadia agreed to cuddle her, she drank some more of her tea before it was settled down in favor of laying back down. 

Krystal waited for the brunette to lay down before cuddling close to her. After a few moments of silence, she spoke. “Arcadia?”

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“Oh…Sorry, I was trying to keep quiet,” Arcadia frowned, rounding the bed frame to sit down on her side. Pulling both legs up to sit criss-cross on the bed, the wolf handed one of the mugs over to Krystal carefully. “The spoonful of honey makes it that much sweeter. Don’t worry…it won’t hurt your diet. Not that you even need one.” Taking a sip of her own tea, Arcadia leaned her back against the wooden headboard. “I have to call Sarah back this morning—and clean my floors. I’m not sure which is worse.”

“Ew, are the floors bad?” Her face scrunched up as she envisioned how dirty the floors must be. “Honestly? I’d take cleaning the floors over talking to Sarah any day. It’s like talking to a wall with her. A wall with knotted hair and zero fashion sense.” She took another sip of her tea after saying exactly how she felt about Sarah. 

“You don’t have to do any of that soon right? I don’t think I can fall back to sleep without some cuddling.”

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“I think you might be surprised at how well they do listen,” Arcadia commented, rolling her eyes the next instant at the mention of calories. She wasn’t going to touch that with a ten foot pole.

Pulling the curtains closer together to keep out the bright rays of sunshine, the wolf exited and made her way to the kitchen to put the kettle on. Trying to keep the noise to a minimum, the watched the kettle steam patiently, turning it off before the whistle went off. Pouring out two mugs worth of water, she plopped chamomile tea bags into each with a dab of honey to dissolve. 

Retracing her steps down the hallway to the bedroom, she grimaced at the blood stains that coated her wooden floors from the previous evening. Perhaps she could call in a favor from Alison and have Donnie play crime scene cleaner for a day—it worked with the Leekie mess. 

Admittedly Krystal had begun to dose up, but easily woke back up when she heard Arcadia coming back to the bedroom. Sitting up, she pulled up the shoulder part of her (well, Arcadia) sweater. “Thank you,” she said, taking one of the mugs and blowing on the hot drink. Tentatively she took a sip and let out a content sigh. “That’s so good.” 

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“Isn’t that essentially what I’m doing now?” Arcadia teased, hoping to lighten the mood a little. “Maybe talking to your sisters to know you’re all going through the same thing could help. It’s worth a shot, if it’ll help you sleep better.”

Taking the water off Krystal’s hands, the wolf sipped what was left before tossing it into the garbage can in the corner of the room. “I’ll make you some chamomile tea with honey. It’ll help you sleep,” she patted Krystal’s knee, removing herself from under the covers. “Rest, and I’ll be back in a jiff.”

Krystal shook her head when Arcadia suggested that she speak to her sisters. “They won’t want to listen,” she murmured, finally lifting her head to look at the other woman when she said she was going to make her tea. “That’s low in calories right?” Anxiety or not, she was still counting calories. 

As soon as Arcadia left the bedroom, she laid down again this time taking up a lot more space on the bed. Pulling one of the pillows, she hugged it to her chest as she laid her head down on the other pillow. 

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

“I doubt going off the grid will make Sarah or Mrs. S very happy. This whole clone thing, it’s not something you can easily be removed from. Even if you leave the fold, you’ll still be sought after by DYAD. You’re safer in numbers,” she reassured Krystal, rubbing the blonde’s bicep as a comfort. “I wish there was something I could do to help, more than just tell you we’re doing everything we can do end Neolution for good. You’ll just have to trust me.”

An exaggerated frown took over Krystal’s features when Arcadia basically said it wouldn’t help at all. “Could you be my bodyguard 24/7?” Krystal knew that wasn’t realistic so she hoped her pout would help sway the other woman. She groaned as her face was covered with her own hands. “I’m so tired.”

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thegirlwiththebuffytattoo :

Once she’d gotten Krystal’s attention through the pure panic, the wolf left her hands drop from the sides of her neck in favor of pulling the blonde into a tight embrace. She patiently waited, allowing Krystal the freedom to pull back when she was ready. “I should think not…You’ve been through hell and back in the past few weeks. I’m sorry you’re suffering,” she added with a concerned crease in her brow. 

Reaching to the bedside table beside them, she offered the blonde a sip from the open bottle of water. “You’re sweating to death, drink. Please,” she firmly requested, using the back of her hand to wipe the beads of sweat from Krystal’s forehead.

Krystal found herself nodding in agreement with Arcadia when she said she had been through hell and back. “I think I’m still in hell.” Her gaze lifted to the other woman. “I don’t mean, like, right now.” Looking to the bottle that was offered to her, she took it and took a long sip from it. “Is there any way that I can just completely fall off the radar?” Eyebrows creased. “I don’t know if that’s even the right saying. I just don’t want to be involved anymore.”