[the man had gotten the wrong idea about her. perhaps it was the way she was dressed, or the way she seemed to maneuver the streets with feigned confidence despite not knowing where in the Void she was.
but his hands had grabbed at her ass, and with a swift twist of the body and a flash of her own hand, there's a sickening crack and the stranger finds himself nursing a few broken fingers, staggering off to the shadows.
Isabela barely notices the fuming Shepard, too busy flexing her own fingers as she stares off to wherever that pervert went off to. so what she says is to herself, chuckling idly.]
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but his hands had grabbed at her ass, and with a swift twist of the body and a flash of her own hand, there's a sickening crack and the stranger finds himself nursing a few broken fingers, staggering off to the shadows.
Isabela barely notices the fuming Shepard, too busy flexing her own fingers as she stares off to wherever that pervert went off to. so what she says is to herself, chuckling idly.]
Well the men here certainly are the same.