[She's smirking. Completely proud of herself. She gave him the option to leave after all. See what happens when you don't...fuck! The wild shot grazes her shoulder, searing through her skin as blood begins to soak through her clothes. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. It's time to abort mission. But not before she gets another two rounds off -- still firing as she slinks backwards towards an alley.]
[He has the slight satisfaction of causing her to retreat first, managing to duck behind a car to avoid the two shots as she runs off towards the alley. But who was that wild little girl? And where did she learn to shot like that?]
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