Incubus Dreams - October 29th

[anita_blake]

Anita pulls up into the driveway of Ronnie's house, armed and ready for a fight. Not that she fully expects a fight, but she's prepared anyway. Ronnie had called and said she had a lead on the missing swanmane, and so Anita had come as quickly as possible. She gets out of the Jeep and sprints up to Ronnie's door, knocking impatiently.

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[anita_blake]

Anita spins, but the stairs are clear by the time she gets there. There's obviously more than one person here, and they are sitting ducks.

"Ronnie, go!" she shouts, pointing back toward the door. Just then, something slaps her on the back of her shoulder, and she hears another gunshot.

That's odd, she thinks. I didn't hear that one hit the ground. Then the gun in her hand suddenly feels very, very heavy, and her arm drops. She looks down and sees a little blossom of red on her shirt. Oh.

[ab_npc]

Ronnie doesn't hear it hit ground either, and wide eyes take in Anita's dropped posture. She doesn't have time to think, just to react. Anita is close enough that she is able to grab her friend by the waist and shove her out the door.

Spinning back, she aims at the gunman that's poking out near the stairs and fires. She inwardly curses when she hears the shot ricochet. A miss. Damn.

A moment later, she's out the door behind Anita.

[anita_blake]

"That went well, I think," Anita says through clenched teeth as Ronnie drags her back to the Jeep. She presses her other hand against her shoulder. At least it looks like the bullet had gone straight through and wasn't lodged against a bone or something.

"I need to get back to the Circus." She chuckles, lightheaded and giddy from the blood loss. "But I think you'll have to drive."