Re: Grey Wars [MM]
Posted: 25 Jul 2019, 04:16
Moria kept trying to talk the man down, when, out of the shadows a figure emerged. Leaping from the darkness and wrapping around the mans he half expected them both to vanish. She hesitated, unsure what to do, if she should rush in to help, if she should run, she just stood still for a moment watching. Realizing it was the same man who had called her Karen just moments before. She stepped back as the gun hit the ground, looking around swiftly and thinking before deciding to try and help and starting forwards before she heard and saw the pop
"Oh-" she squeaked placing a hand over her mouth in realization and fear. It wasn't like she'd never had it happen before, well, in person. She knew there were times she did something where someone may not have made it, but she never ever did it on purpose, and she'd never quite been there when they actually passed if they did.
It was a strange fear, and yet, relief. He wasn't a threat anymore, and that was the relief. On the other hand, a man had just had his neck snapped right in front of her. Her face morphed from some sense of pain and she rushed closer when she saw Baptiste open one eye, "OH my goodness are you ok?" she asked honestly as she knelt down next to him putting a hand down and then flinching as she felt the corpse of the gunman and swallowed holding her breath, "He's..."
What else was there to say, "What...what do we do now?" her eyes were uncertain and she placed a hand over her mouth again looking back and forth between them.
"Oh-" she squeaked placing a hand over her mouth in realization and fear. It wasn't like she'd never had it happen before, well, in person. She knew there were times she did something where someone may not have made it, but she never ever did it on purpose, and she'd never quite been there when they actually passed if they did.
It was a strange fear, and yet, relief. He wasn't a threat anymore, and that was the relief. On the other hand, a man had just had his neck snapped right in front of her. Her face morphed from some sense of pain and she rushed closer when she saw Baptiste open one eye, "OH my goodness are you ok?" she asked honestly as she knelt down next to him putting a hand down and then flinching as she felt the corpse of the gunman and swallowed holding her breath, "He's..."
What else was there to say, "What...what do we do now?" her eyes were uncertain and she placed a hand over her mouth again looking back and forth between them.