[ The fallen knife and the appearance of Pavel's hidden phaser are what Hei was counting on. He's already dropped his body into a roll, the heat of the blast whizzing by. He feels the seeping heat; there's an undernote of burnt fabric -- but not skin. By the time he's spun clear, to his knees, a blade is uncovered and in his left hand. Hei offers no warning before he strikes out, lightning-fast and going for broke, for angles meant to kill. With the hilt of his weapon, he knocks the phaser from Pavel's hand, having had fucking enough of being shot at. ]
[ And, in the same blink, brings down his arm, steel flashing for Pavel's throat. ]
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[ And, in the same blink, brings down his arm, steel flashing for Pavel's throat. ]