Mary Anne scrambles into motion again, but her momentum from earlier has petered out; bullets rake along her shoulder and her face twists in a snarl. She throws herself to the ground, rolling out of the line of fire and behind the guardsman's body.
Then, she's back on her feet, firing at the sorceress as she rises; the shots might not break the shield, but maybe they'll distract her from the knife that's left Mary Anne's hand and is spinning for her throat.
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Date: 2007-09-10 01:44 am (UTC)Then, she's back on her feet, firing at the sorceress as she rises; the shots might not break the shield, but maybe they'll distract her from the knife that's left Mary Anne's hand and is spinning for her throat.