[Even the metal paneling offends her, serves as a reminder of her ignorance and inability to belong in this world. To anything that she's seen since she woke up in the black of space rather than that village in the mountains... rather than the death she'd thought her upcoming end.
... it makes it easier to make them the target of her constant simmering outrage.
The moment his hand is out of the way, Hayame reads up on her hind legs, momentarily towering even further above him, human arms spread slightly for balance as she takes a half step, adjusts... and then slams her front hooves into the panel with a loud bang a foot from the protruding portion, once, twice, until that portion is even further out. Only then does she return to four hooves, reaching with human hands to grip, training-hardened muscles on her arms and along her sides rippling as she begins to wrench the panel loose. Though her shape there was human... the musculature was not quite, anchored in the stronger equine base and giving her more strength that ought be expected even from her archer's build.
Enough strength to pry the panel off with grit teeth and a final metallic groan of ship steel. Though her instinct is to discard it, to toss it aside... she grudgingly lays it down gently.]
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... it makes it easier to make them the target of her constant simmering outrage.
The moment his hand is out of the way, Hayame reads up on her hind legs, momentarily towering even further above him, human arms spread slightly for balance as she takes a half step, adjusts... and then slams her front hooves into the panel with a loud bang a foot from the protruding portion, once, twice, until that portion is even further out. Only then does she return to four hooves, reaching with human hands to grip, training-hardened muscles on her arms and along her sides rippling as she begins to wrench the panel loose. Though her shape there was human... the musculature was not quite, anchored in the stronger equine base and giving her more strength that ought be expected even from her archer's build.
Enough strength to pry the panel off with grit teeth and a final metallic groan of ship steel. Though her instinct is to discard it, to toss it aside... she grudgingly lays it down gently.]
There. Take of it what you will.