[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color] and [color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/MFlaNPgGeZHcfkYtJj/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: Dunkin' Donuts
[color=9A86AD][b]Skills[/b] Ice Manipulation (Leighton), Morality Manipulation, Telekinesis (Anastasia)[/color] [/center][hr][hr]

Leighton felt the snake coiled around her, pinning her to the ground. She couldn't move and she cursed Pyro, the fucking maniac. She tried to form ice in her center to freeze it off to no avail. Her injuries were getting the best of her. She kept trying, but it was of no use. She could feel her energy draining away. With what little strength she had, she formed ice on her hand and reached for the snake. She managed to touch it and freeze part of it, but everything else was still fire.

Ana shook her head in disbelief. Jinx feeling he was in any way useful amused and surprised her. He was the one who had previously fucked up. If anyone was in danger of being on Reeva's radar, it was him. She let it slide though. She needed him, as painful as that was to admit, especially as the police had arrived, much like she said they would. Pyro was acting hysterical and his wound was opening back up. Ana tried to send her control out to the officers, to no avail. Whatever Jinx had done must be affecting her. Idiot.

She turned to Pyro, using her TK to close his wound. She managed to close it off easily this time. [color=9A86AD]"Do try to be more careful. You have a wound that needs to be patched up. We should take care of the officers outside. Not like she can do much in there."[/color] Ana faced the outside, seeing and hearing the explosion of one of their cars. This could have all easily been avoided, but she supposed it was bound to happen as she was paired with two incompetent individuals with a knack for destruction.

Leighton, with all she had left, sent out a mental message to Max. She hoped she could get it out in time. [color=FB5A7E][i]"Max, I'm sorry I'm not there. The Hellfire Club found me and Desiree at the Dunkin' Donuts we stopped at. She's been killed and I am greatly injured. If you check police scanners, I am sure you can get an accurate read as to which one we are at. If I don't make it out of this, it was wonderful meeting and working with you."[/i][/color] She struggled again to no use. This felt like it was the end. She hoped for a hail Mary but figured her luck had run out.