“You and your little friend are on the chopping block just as much as I am if I know who just walked in here” whispered the man she assumed was Redding  “And you too, Vault-Girl. The second you see me so much as twitch, we three're getting cozy behind this bar.”

Annelise’s stomach did a little flip as she tried to prepare herself for what was to come, of course he was right. Barley a few seconds passed before Redding screamed “Fuck you!” and started to unload on the extremely numerous group of raiders. 

That was when the shooting really started. Annelise gripped the wood of the bar with both hands before she flung herself over the counter-top and came crashing down harder than she had intended, her body sending her waves of pain in protest as she narrowly avoided a hail of bullets that smashed into the wall and bar causing shards of glass and wood to go flying. She felt her temper rising as she once more felt a sense of profound wrongness, a sense of extreme loss and she couldn’t help but blame on people just like these raiders. Already they’d killed several of the people who had just been minding their own business having a few drinks – gunned them down like animals, they’d denied her even a moments rest and now she would have to fight for her very survival once more. 

With her face twisted in a snarl Annelise levelled her AEP7 and using the bar for cover she began to fire as rapidly as she could sending precise fiery crimson beams streaming towards the raiders. She hit several of them seriously wounding at least three of them, one of them losing an arm adding his gurgling screams to the mess of shots and screams that filled the air. Annelise emptied the clip before she ducked back down, moments later buckshot screaming past into the wall where her head had been moments later. There was a sickening sound that Annelise was becoming all too familiar with as the bartender took a round to the skull and his limp body collapsed. This time she simply grimaced as chunks of brain and skull once more lightly showered her. 

"How's everyone holding up?" shouted Redding over the  ear-splitting din as he too reloaded his weapon. Annelise glared at him as the cheerful tune of Butcher Pete started up with the cackles of bitch-face who was apparently thoroughly enjoying herself. 

[color=DA70D6]“Just fucking peachy!”[/color] she yelled back still glaring at him as she picked a chunk of grey matter from her shoulder. Moments later the older man started to ask “How many of them-“ but was interrupted as  there was a clatter and a grenade bounced onto the bar and  landed directly beside the three of them. In less than a second he snatched the thing up and hurled it back the way it’d come. 

“We stay squatting back here any longer and we’re -done- for” he yelled as Annelise stared at him mouth slightly agape at how casually he’d snatched up a live grenade and saved all of them. There was an ear shattering explosion as it went off and Annelise’s ears started ringing. She stumbled slightly before she pulled herself back upright and blurted to herself more than anyone [color=DA70D6]“This is fucking crazy...”[/color] Another cluster of rounds smashed into the wall above them showering them in further debris and she gripped her pistol tighter and inquired “Anyone know of a backdoor to this place?” It was hardly a plan but nothing else came to mind, her initial burst of aggression had subsided with the grenade and now the reality of the situation was really starting to set in.