The danger from across the street was the farthest thing from Rebecca's mind.  She never even noticed Hansel's approach, so caught up in her own misery.   The placement of his shot couldn't have been more fortunate for either of them.  The three-round burst shot caught her cleanly in the back of her...

Oh God.  Oh God!   Rebecca howled as she writhed on the ground, grabbing at her knee.  The desire to cradle the injury, to attempt to stabilize and soothe it, warred with the shooting agony that came from any pressure or contact.  She gasped as she rolled around, unable to focus on anything other th...

"Improvise?"  Rebecca wrinkled her nose in confusion.  Improvise what?  She shook her head, trying to follow Leona's thinking.  Improvise a weapon?  Improvise a hiding spot?  Improvise something else that only Leona understood at the moment?   What the hell were they going to improvise?   ...

Rebecca did her best to bite back the yelp as Leona yanked her away from the street.  Whatever she had done to her knee with that pivot had taken it from 'minor inconvenience' to 'definite hindrance'.  It felt unstable and hot, forcing her to concentrate on moving without falling.   Anything that ke...

Rebecca shook her head.  No, this couldn't be happening.  Logan was fine.  He had to be fine.  She took one small, painful step towards the street.  Her heart hammered in her chest as she opened her mouth.  It took two attempts before anything would come out.  Even then she couldn't hide the tremor ...

Rebecca basked in the warmth of Leona's presence and concern.  She had thought she was doing a good job of hiding her discomfort, but it was almost impossible to hide anything from Leona.  She was just too observant.  Rebecca waved her hand in a dismissive gesture, hoping to dispel some of Leona's c...

Rebecca had expected Logan to have a long litany of changes for his theoretical house, starting with the exterior trim color and ending somewhere around the color of the tile in the mudroom.  So when he started talking, she had somewhat tuned him out as she basked in the watery sunlight that was bre...

((GMing not approved.  Arscapi, let me know if I need to edit stuff)) (Rebecca Kiesling continued from I Better Light Another Candle ) The knot of tension in Rebecca's chest was finally gone.   After their flight from the convenience store, Logan had explained the situation to her.  It was a freak a...

Iselle looked up at Kathryn as her friend apologized and carried on.  Kathryn had shot her?  Kathryn was still here? It was hard to focus on what Kathryn was saying.  There was a loud rushing sound and the edges of her vision were starting to gray. Kathryn was sitting by her but she wasn't doing any...

The bullet caught Iselle high on the chest, shattering her collar bone and tearing through an artery before glancing off her shoulder blade and exiting her body.  The impact spun her to one side; a combination of force, surprise, and pain knocked her off her feet. Sprawled on the floor and gasping, ...

((GMing approved)) Iselle grumbled as she cautiously picked her way across the dark patio.  What was supposed to be a quick catnap turned into almost a full night's sleep. The shadows of the pre-dawn twilight were less threatening than the oppressive dark of the island at night but not by much.  It ...

Iselle reflexively ducked Kathryn's pitch, lunging low and to the side.  She'd been hit, accidentally and 'accidentally' on purpose, enough times to know when her pitcher was playing and when she was being serious. "You psycho bitch," she shrieked as she regained her footing.  While she an...

Kathryn's betrayal stunned Iselle into silence.  Kathryn had always been judging her and finding her wanting.  She never trusted her or her explanation about Sven.   Kathryn had *never* trusted her.   She had never trusted her and had always planned on leaving.  Se had undermined their group and Ald...

Kathryn's attempt at a verbal brushback did nothing except to enrage her further. A rushing sound filled her ears as she moved quickly to follow her "friend".  The familiar pre-confrontation buzz filled Iselle with the comforting, familiar rush.  "Fucking bitch!  Don't walk away from ...

"Alda? Alda!  Stop!  GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" But she didn't stop.  She kept going and just like that, Alda was gone.   'Faster than you've ever seen her move in her life,' a less than helpful portion of her thoughts supplied.  Iselle ignored the unkind thought and tried to focus on what j...