Mar 20, 2009 19:43
[gunfire, clinking of shells hitting the floor in rapid succession, only to die down afterwards with a last 'clink']
...shit.
[heavy, loud rustling as someone picks up the com, and throws it. Lots of static and white noise. Over it, you hear the sound of leather as someone wearing a jacket sinks down onto a couch, and a heavy sigh.]
She better be okay.
[[ooc: Nill's gone, so Haine's worried.]
† heine rammsteiner | the dog