#vihrago.

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@vihrago : ❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜

ellie's fingers creep up to her busted lip, silently assessing the damage. it wasn't a deep gash, she'd had far worse, but if she didn't get some ice on it ... she swears under breath. the band's got a huge gig tomorrow, last thing she needs is a swollen lip messing up her vocals.

❝ yeah ... ❞ she eyes the bodies on the ground, watching the blood as it seeps into the concrete. ❝ these fuckers have been after me for awhile. haven't been able to shake 'em. ❞ that's because you killed all their friends, ellie. ❝ i totally had that, but uh ... thanks for the help. ❞ a distant shout draws her attention, her eyes narrow, ❝ fuck. sounds like more of them are on their way. follow me. i know a shortcut. ❞ she reaches for angelique's hand and jerks her head in the direction of the alley. they could sneak around, fall in with the crowd, she'd deal with the rest of them later.

[streetsrot]

continued from here with @vihrago

v smiles, drops her voice into a cool tone and holds her aim steady, ❝ wouldn't be so sure about that. killed a team of your buddies once. they dropped like fucking flies. ❞ her rap sheet was growing and bigger names were beginning to fill the lines. v'd proven that she could handle herself in the face of the impossible and she wouldn't let that rep be threatened. with her free hand, she catches the shard with ease. she'd slot it in later, once she's somewhere safe, to be sure the info is accurate.

❝ woah ... let's cool it on the whole forthcoming and cooperative thing. i'm not some punk ass bitch, 'kay ? ❞ she drops her arm, letting the gun hang by her side, ❝ you're abnormally flirtatious today. somethin' got you all worked up ? ❞ in the interactions they'd shared, it'd been easy to pick up on the fact that kendra expressed things a little bit ... differently ... than others did. ❝ not a bad thing. 'm sorta into it, but ... seems like something's botherin' you. ❞

[streetsrot]

one ( 1 ) new message from angelique @vihrago : ❝ just keep pressure on the wound, okay ? ❞

❝ workin' on it. ❞ v winces, clutching the deep gash in her stomach, taking deep breaths to keep her heart rate slow. didn't do much for her reputation if she bled out in the middle of the street cause some tyger claw got a good lick in with a katana. the girl is dead now, courtesy of v's steady aim even when her guts are falling out, but that won't matter much if she dies too.

she swears under her breath, ❝ how much is this gonna cost me ? know you guys don't help people pro bono. ❞ sure, trauma team was one of the few career paths you could end up in if you wanted to help people, but you'd spend your time helping the rich and watching everyone else die. ❝ unless you're off the clock and you're the last good person left in this city. ❞

[streetsrot]

one ( 1 ) new message from kendra @vihrago : if you stay here, you'll die. do you understand ?

fuck fuck fuck ! this was stupid, she's gonna get herself killed — blown in half by some shotgun blast. no one fucked with maxtac and for good reason. v does a quick sweep of the room from behind cover, remotely hacking the cameras to get a better view of what she's up against. there's just one officer, but she'd heard a whole group storm off the av, meant they were in the building somewhere.

her vision jerks and recenters as she pulls out of the cameras, gripping her gun tighter, ❝ that a threat ? ❞ c'mon v, you've come this far, can't die now. ❝ i'm not your psycho ! i already flatlined him, two rooms over. ❞ she raises an open palm in the air as a show of peace, ❝ kinda here for a job so, ❞ she peeks her head out when she doesn't hear immediate gunfire, ❝ won't get in your way. just gonna finish up my biz and let you do your shit. ❞