[She slips a little, heart beating hard even in her fingertips, as Chrys screams at her— adrenaline makes her stomach do a sickening half-turn (suddenly the gun is important, so important, but the realization comes later than it should), and he's already—]
No!
[The last few feet to where they'd been are recklessly quick, and she very nearly throws herself after them. Then she remembers (oh), and skids to a halt, staring wildly into the dark, panting.]
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devotedtothecore) wrote2012-07-14 02:24 am
Re: Day 8_(?), a late evening
No!
[The last few feet to where they'd been are recklessly quick, and she very nearly throws herself after them. Then she remembers (oh), and skids to a halt, staring wildly into the dark, panting.]
CHRYS!