#203249 - Taking this as a cue, Rhys immediately reached out to punch one of the armed men flanking him and was immediately pistol-whipped by the other man, slumping to the floor was well, apparently unconscious. He gripped the bottom of her singlet and drew a blade from the multitool up her torso, splitting through the toughened material in one swift motion from hem to neckline so that the garment hung on her like curtains, barely consealing her sizeable breasts. It was not unlike the transition between stepping off a boat onto dry land after a long cruise, and she felt jelly legged and dizzy as her inner ear adjusted.
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