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π™Όπ™°πšπ™Άπ™°πšπ™΄πšƒ "π™Ώπ™΄π™Άπ™Άπšˆ" π™²π™°πšπšƒπ™΄πš ([personal profile] revlon) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs 2019-01-25 04:52 am (UTC)

[ The shouted warning reaches her in time and Peggy ducks for cover as the round of fire peppers the wall she was standing in front of. If she's surprised by Prompto's β€” manoeuvres β€” she doesn't voice it aloud. She's served with men just as enthusiastic in the field (Dum Dum Dugan comes to mind, wa-hooing his way through the war) and they've gotten the job done just fine and the same holds true here.

The disarmed soldier doesn't seem like he's been taken out, stirring on the ground and pushing himself up. He hasn't seen her behind the furniture but he does make for Prompto β€” not a chance. She gets his attention with a stun shot to the back: it doesn't penetrate the armour but it does get his attention and he turns on her and advances. Good. The unconscious Morningstar agent lies on the ground and she doesn't want to lose them now.

The soldier rushes at her and she fires off one more shot before they collide and she's sent barreling into the wall with a grunt of pain, gun clattering to the ground. She narrows her focus, feels the shift in her gloved hand as flesh and bone becomes metal, and slams a mean right hook into the soldier's side and again, again, until the armour yields or he releases her. ]

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