[Milliways: The Corridors]

[slayer_fray]

It's been a long night. Mel had a particularly tough grab in the Uppers, and set upon by an unusually together group of lurks on her way home. Now, she's tired, messy, and really looking forward to a shower and snuggles.

She's walking through the halls when she hears a gunblast.

By the time she hits the right corridor, she's running.

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[majorinyri]

Inyri's backing out of the room as Mel runs down the hall. Bloody and slightly shaken.

Not as shaken as the first time she did this though.

It's over. It's really over.

[slayer_fray]

Sometimes, Mel really really wishes a woman backing out of a room covered in blood with that expression on her face was an unusual sigh in Mel's life.

She's moving slowly, so Mel slows, to a jog, then a stride. Then she puts a hand out as she nears, behind the woman's back as if moving to catch her.

"Steady."

[majorinyri]

Inyri whirls around and stares at Mel. She knows she's security, she's seen her around...and her face falls.

"It was self-defense," She says quickly, her hand going back to her stomach, pressing the already bloody shirt against the wound.

[slayer_fray]

"Sure."

Mel gives no impression of disbelieving anything she's told right now. She touches her hand to the other's shoulder lightly and gives one glance at her wounds, then another in the room.

He doesn't look like he's going anywhere. And there's blood on her stomach.

"He's safe?"

Is he dead? And more importantly around here, is she sure he's going to stay dead?