A nerve on Mitra’s temple throbbed as she attempted to swallow down further infuriation elicited by the indifference from this stranger. However, her temper waned when the Hunter seemed to consider his own ghost. She mused over this, the cogs in her head slowly regaining speed. As she found herself beginning to grin it was instantaneously erased by a burst through her abdomen, the force knocking her back down. Though this time, she deliberately retained hold of her rifle as she fell – effective range be damned. Landing on her back, her eyes opened upon the sky above. No delay this time. There was no time for delay. She forced the grin to return as she used the last of her efforts to aim the rifle at Lighter, “is this your weak spot perhaps…” her words teased the air. Tasting the idea briefly though she would not feast upon it. She let go of a light chuckle which transformed into a cough of blood. It’s been a while she thought to herself, I hardly remember the feeling of dying. Though I’ll be back soon enough. Light be praised you had the brains to hide away for now Julius, lowering the unfired rifle, she allowed herself to lie down, embracing the faint feeling overwhelming her. Almost enjoying the pounding sting, she fought to resist the comfort of closing her eyes only as a formality.
Alright so who's going on the scavenging run and who's staying with the convoy? Knowing now will make things move smoother later on. Also for those who stay it will be up to you to keep the RP alive well the scavenging team is out.
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I don't believe so, but I still find it funny from a OOC perspective.
I like that, as of yet, Striker is the only one who seems to realize how out of place and untrustworthy Jackmier is. I just find this entertaining that I've more or less made a German Gangster with multiple drug addictions, who is a Doctor without even having an actual college degree, and so far everyone seems just alright with it.