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[she supposes it could've been worse.
the rhythm is steady, bullets continuously piercing skin where wounds had just healed prior, constant enough that Shooter is actually able to direct her focus away from the pain. her own blood is obscuring her vision. she grits her teeth and digs her heels into crumbling rock, heavy gun retaliating with its own never-ending stream of bullets.
her luck wouldn't have lasted forever, anyways.
above the metallic roar of artillery fire she hears her own distorted laughter. a flash of anger passes across her face at the sound.
both their weapons simultaneously cease shooting as the two fighters suddenly lunge at each other to quickly close the distance between them, Insane Black★Rock Shooter still grinning wildly as if mocking Shooter's subdued rage. Shooter's cannon noisily clashes with her doppelganger's cannon lance- and blue blood gushes from her mouth and nose as the other girl's curved blade is roughly shoved between her ribs and dragged up towards her throat as if her bones were mere plastic.
they said the viruses have never killed anyone.
what confident reassurance.]
the rhythm is steady, bullets continuously piercing skin where wounds had just healed prior, constant enough that Shooter is actually able to direct her focus away from the pain. her own blood is obscuring her vision. she grits her teeth and digs her heels into crumbling rock, heavy gun retaliating with its own never-ending stream of bullets.
her luck wouldn't have lasted forever, anyways.
above the metallic roar of artillery fire she hears her own distorted laughter. a flash of anger passes across her face at the sound.
both their weapons simultaneously cease shooting as the two fighters suddenly lunge at each other to quickly close the distance between them, Insane Black★Rock Shooter still grinning wildly as if mocking Shooter's subdued rage. Shooter's cannon noisily clashes with her doppelganger's cannon lance- and blue blood gushes from her mouth and nose as the other girl's curved blade is roughly shoved between her ribs and dragged up towards her throat as if her bones were mere plastic.
they said the viruses have never killed anyone.
what confident reassurance.]
