*The words come from a tall woman, blond, with sharp blue eyes and some kind of jumpsuit that covers her from the neck down like a second skin. She moves like a lioness at the stalk, and stops well out of weapon's reach of the other woman. The stance she chooses is straight-on, presenting a wide target, with no effort made to defend herself--at odds with her physique, the subtle hints of body language that bespeak concealed weapons, and the way she sizes Furiosa up with a warrior's eye.*
No one here can hurt you, unless you try to hurt them first, or consciously choose to let them. Welcome to the Nexus.
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*The words come from a tall woman, blond, with sharp blue eyes and some kind of jumpsuit that covers her from the neck down like a second skin. She moves like a lioness at the stalk, and stops well out of weapon's reach of the other woman. The stance she chooses is straight-on, presenting a wide target, with no effort made to defend herself--at odds with her physique, the subtle hints of body language that bespeak concealed weapons, and the way she sizes Furiosa up with a warrior's eye.*
No one here can hurt you, unless you try to hurt them first, or consciously choose to let them. Welcome to the Nexus.