<em>"Aye, aye,"</em>Kira sang, siding the goodies down the bar.  While the rest of the patrons were stampeding for the door at the front of the building, or perhaps around the bar to get out the back, she looked down the other side of the bar at the wall and found no more impediment to their egress than a simple wall.  People she preferred not to hurt for no reason.  Animals she had true empathy for and would never harm without permission to hunt them.<br/><br/>Walls, on the other hand...<br/><br/>The cave girl swung her stalactite club down into both arms and dropped into a low stance emulating her dinosaur friend.<br/><br/>Her bossom bounced from the force of her idrawing breath, then she let out her battle-ki'ya, which to those whod never heard a T-rexs roar was a credible imitation.  To the men of her homeworld, it was every bit as cute as watching a kitten imitate a lion if a kitten were a desirable and perky young woman.   Here, it served to freeze half the bar in place while the other half yelped in panic, some of them keeping enough sense to charge the windows rather than trampling out the door.<br/><br/>Kira chirp fell forewards as she roared, legs pumping so that she never quite hit the ground.<br/><br/>Instead, 222 pounds of girl-muscle and a comparable weight of stone club exploded through the wall and dropped to one knee a few paces later, bust heaving as she gasped for breath.