01-10-2018, 01:12 PM
Jacinda's head bounced off the metal of the dumpster, leaving it ringing. No. Not ringing. Like seriously hurting. Cuz it was like the 3rd or 4th time. She wasn't smiling anymore. The fucking kid was firing stuff out- those spikes of rock or whatever- and they were pummeling everything in the vicinity. Those that hit the brick wall above her shattered and rained debris down into her hair and jacket and shirt.
Between that and the endless crashes, she wasn't able to get her weapon around the corner anymore and keep it focused. Well, she tried a few times, but the last time, one of the shards had slapped her wrist pretty hard and she dropped her weapon. She was able to scoop it up with the other, but she was afraid her right one was busted.
Fuck, this had gone all sideways fast. She wondered where the others were. Hopefully, someone had something continuous on him.
And maybe they did because the intensity of the shards dropped a bit. She tried to clear her head as poked the weapon around again. The dumpster was hit hard and rocked.
Maybe she could get to somewhere safer and fire. She peaked around, tried to see through the hazy clouds of dust and debris. She took a deep breath, stifling the pain that tried to take over, and burst out, running to the nearest wall along the block.
Just as she made it, she felt another blow, this time at her hip. She dropped, skidding, and for a moment, fear lanced through her as her legs wouldn't work. Fuck!! Not now. Not like this. Paralyzed? Not how she was gonna go out.
She tried crawling, glad of the leather jacket that gave some protection from all the sharp pieces of debris. And she felt her leg twitch. And then a little more. Seemed temporary. She tried to get up to crawl but wasn't able to yet. Her legs still helped though, and it was better to keep a low profile to the ground.
She made it to the corner and the blasts had stopped. From the distance, it appeared Nox was laying on the ground under the bubble. She radioed and through the static heard some chatter. "Keep the beams focused! It's working."
Somewhere she had lost her weapon. Fucking Fuck!!!
She didn't know how costly this was. And she was gonna be hurting bad tomorrow. And if that was all, she was lucky. She coulda been dead. Nox didn't move though the bubble was still there. At least she thought so. She didn't have her weapon anymore. And he appeared to be dead. And she could hear sirens in the distance. Time to go. Not much more she could do. After the 3rd or 4th try, she was finally able to get up without her leg collapsing under her, and limped off. She'd call for the van when she was further away.
Each step brought an unbelievable twinge of agony. Fuck! Still, what a hunt. Nox Durante. An actual god. Wow. Walking away from a fight with an actual god? Now that was something.
Didn't stop the pain, of course. But it felt goddamn good all the same.
[[Continued in Time to Breathe]]
Edited by Jacinda, Jan 22 2018, 08:52 PM.
Between that and the endless crashes, she wasn't able to get her weapon around the corner anymore and keep it focused. Well, she tried a few times, but the last time, one of the shards had slapped her wrist pretty hard and she dropped her weapon. She was able to scoop it up with the other, but she was afraid her right one was busted.
Fuck, this had gone all sideways fast. She wondered where the others were. Hopefully, someone had something continuous on him.
And maybe they did because the intensity of the shards dropped a bit. She tried to clear her head as poked the weapon around again. The dumpster was hit hard and rocked.
Maybe she could get to somewhere safer and fire. She peaked around, tried to see through the hazy clouds of dust and debris. She took a deep breath, stifling the pain that tried to take over, and burst out, running to the nearest wall along the block.
Just as she made it, she felt another blow, this time at her hip. She dropped, skidding, and for a moment, fear lanced through her as her legs wouldn't work. Fuck!! Not now. Not like this. Paralyzed? Not how she was gonna go out.
She tried crawling, glad of the leather jacket that gave some protection from all the sharp pieces of debris. And she felt her leg twitch. And then a little more. Seemed temporary. She tried to get up to crawl but wasn't able to yet. Her legs still helped though, and it was better to keep a low profile to the ground.
She made it to the corner and the blasts had stopped. From the distance, it appeared Nox was laying on the ground under the bubble. She radioed and through the static heard some chatter. "Keep the beams focused! It's working."
Somewhere she had lost her weapon. Fucking Fuck!!!
She didn't know how costly this was. And she was gonna be hurting bad tomorrow. And if that was all, she was lucky. She coulda been dead. Nox didn't move though the bubble was still there. At least she thought so. She didn't have her weapon anymore. And he appeared to be dead. And she could hear sirens in the distance. Time to go. Not much more she could do. After the 3rd or 4th try, she was finally able to get up without her leg collapsing under her, and limped off. She'd call for the van when she was further away.
Each step brought an unbelievable twinge of agony. Fuck! Still, what a hunt. Nox Durante. An actual god. Wow. Walking away from a fight with an actual god? Now that was something.
Didn't stop the pain, of course. But it felt goddamn good all the same.
[[Continued in Time to Breathe]]
Edited by Jacinda, Jan 22 2018, 08:52 PM.