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[holly_gonightly]

One nice thing about coffee is that when it's brewing it makes the entire kitchen smell like coffee. It's a nice, safe sort of smell, which is welcome, given the sort of things that are on Holly's mind lately

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[jla_extras]

The room they're in is surprisingly immaculate and well-furnished. There doesn't seem to be much out of place here. But appearances, Selina will well know, can be highly deceptive.

[holly_gonightly]

"Down," Holly says. Nine times out of ten ominous things will be kept in the basement - basements are easier to secure, easier to soundproof, etc. "But after we finish checking this floor. Might still find something."

She says this last part as she heads into the hallway, probably, she thinks, towards the kitchen.

[jla_extras]

As she gets to the hallway, she can hear noises coming from upstairs. Muffled, but human in origin.

[femme_du_chat]

As Holly moves toward the hallway, Selina looks around to make sure that she can't see any places, other than the door they came in, that they can be surprised with. As she gets closer to Holly, she glances up and there is a faint tightness in her features as she does so.

"Up, I think."

[holly_gonightly]

"So much for that theory," Holly mutters.

She heads swiftly for the stairs.

[jla_extras]

As they come up the stairs, they will get a look right into the master bedroom. Tied to the metal bedframe is Allejandro's girlfriend, duct tape over her mouth. She's half-naked, cold, and sobbing.

[holly_gonightly]

"Oh, my God."

Holly bounds up the rest of the stairs and is in the room almost instantly, carefully removing the duct tape from the girl's mouth, untying her hands as quickly as possible...

"It's OK, sweetie, you're gonna be fine," she says. Trying to be as reassuring as possible.

[jla_extras]

Her hazel eyes are full of terror, her head shaking wildly as the strange woma begins untying her. As soon as the duct tape leaves her mouth, she blurts out, "Behind -- "

That's when she will hear the familiar sound of a safety being clicked off. Behind Holly, behind the bedroom's door. Where he was waiting.

[femme_du_chat]

"Fucking bastard." Selina's hands clench and she starts looking. There is no way he can't be here if she's like this.

And now she really wants to hit someone.

The click of the saftey just gives her a target. She drops her shoulder and rams the door, looking to slam him with it.

[holly_gonightly]

Oh.

Well, shit.

Holly takes the girl in her arms, turning her head away and shifting her own body so that the girl has a little more protection. Chances are this is about to get ugly, and not for Selina (oh please not for Selina), and if she can spare this kid one more trauma, she will.

[jla_extras]

The door hits his gun arm, and it goes off as it's slammed sideways. The bullet lodges in the ceiling. The girl screams, clawing at Holly as a drowning woman might to driftwood.

"Bitch, you are mine!"

There's a retaliating, hard shove on the door, and his form is revealed in the evening's dying light. He's tall, muscular, and he looks like he just took a serious hit of PCP.

[femme_du_chat]

"I don't fucking think so." Selina hates this. When they take drugs it always gets ugly. They don't feel pain the way most people would. Stepping into the room, she drops down, hoping to trip him. She can't out power him.

Oh yeah. Guns suck too.

[jla_extras]

The thing with drugs is that they also affect perception and, naturally, judgement. He fires the gun wildly at her as he overbalances, and has to drop to his hands and knees.

[femme_du_chat]

First, Selina tries to kick the gun away from him. Guns suck. If she can manages that, she wants to kick him in the kidneys a few times.

[jla_extras]

She succeeds, the gun sliding under the bed, but he comes up with a meaty fist aimed right at her gut; a wildeyed, homicidal look on his face. A look she likely knows very well.

[femme_du_chat]

Selina tries to move with the punc but only succeeds too much. That'll likely bruise. As he comes up, she brings her knee up too. The hope is she'll get him on the underside of his jaw but she'll settle for whatever she can get.