[i]Juniper barely knew what was going on. At first she was just standing outside, holding one of Emmetts guns, next she was being pushed into a hovercar and being handed another gun! She knew something bad had to be going on at this point, and she looked at the driver of the car, realizing that it was Ursa. Juniper let out a soft sigh, but she didn't have time to relax. Ursa told her to use whatever weapon she could to help get rid of some vehicles that were chasing them. Juniper's eyes widened, but there was no way she wasn't going to listen, if it meant her life depended on it. 

She gazed around quickly in the back seat and found some sort of ray gun or another, and with shaky hands, brought it out the back window which she lowered. She had no idea how to use it, but figured there was a trigger and that would be a wise choice to try and press to fire. Ursa was swerving in and out of traffic, and it was hard to keep her hands still. Eventually though, she simply pulled the trigger in the direction of one of the cars, and luckily she hit it. It blew up into a ball of fire behind them, causing other hover vehicles to crash around, which made Juniper feel guilty for. But, she wanted to live more than she wanted to worry about other people in this very moment, which was normally unlike her. 

Before she could shoot at another though, she heard Ursa tell her to duck at the top of her lungs. Juniper's reaction time was great, and she ducked down, bringing her arms up to protect her face and head. Suddenly the car was being pushed back after a blast of hot energy blew off. Glass from the windows shattered into the car and Juniper let out a gasp as pieces flew toward her. Before she could try and get the glass away, the car smashed into a hydrant and Juniper flew against the other side of the car, with enough force to dislocate her right shoulder. She screamed out in pain, and breathed slowly through her nose to try and ebb the pain. The car was still upright luckily, but Juniper could care less about that. Her mind was elsewhere, and tears flowed down her cheeks, her black hair sticking to the wet skin.

Ursa drove away from the disaster behind them, and eventually arrived back at the ship. Juniper was unsure whether she would be allowed back aboard, but when Ursa was confronted by a crew member, she asked if they were coming. Juniper nodded, holding her arm still as she walked up onto the ship. The person who confronted Ursa looked at Juniper gently. 

[color=a0410d]"What happened?"[/color]

[color=f7976a]"My shoulder..."[/color] Juniper said, her voice strained.

The man reached out and lead Juniper to a small med bay type of area, and began to deal with her injury. [/i]