(Your the boss. It's edited)
(Thank you for doing that. I might not answer too quickly later on because I have some chores to do and such.)
Luna also kept hearing the shooting and looked up to see Yanette. "Yanette, I think something was planned ealier and you caused it to happen now." She heard some rustling in a bush not far form where she was. She looked around and saw that there was some guy with a shot gun. "Oh God." She mumbled as she looked around for a place to hide so she could come up with something quickly.
Luna also kept hearing the shooting and looked up to see Yanette. "Yanette, I think something was planned ealier and you caused it to happen now." She heard some rustling in a bush not far form where she was. She looked around and saw that there was some guy with a shot gun. "Oh God." She mumbled as she looked around for a place to hide so she could come up with something quickly.
Yanette heard a the voice in her head and panicked. Without a second thought, she raced to her cupboard, grabbed a leather backpack and put in her stash of guns, along with ammo and her sword which was sheathed in the handle of an umbrella. She also grabbed the sewing kit and a small first aid kit from under her bead, tossing them into the bag as well. Her roommate would wonder why she was gone, but she had no paper to leave a note. Deciding to just call her later, she raced from her apartment and bounded down the stares, taking nearly two at a time. Arms outstretched, gun still in hand, she burst from the back exit and flanked the building coming round to the front. A sick feeling swirled in her stomach, so she stopped. She was concealed from the street's lighting and the building hid her. Yanette breathed in, deep. She allowed her training to take over and all her senses kicked into overdrive. She heard the small footsteps of another person, heavy, so most likely a man. They also had some form of backpack on and were probably carrying something. Their footsteps were slow, so they were obviously taking precautions. As silently as possible, Yanette reloaded her gun and edged to the side of the bridge, spotting a man with a shotgun. She looked over to where Luna was supposed to be, but could no longer find her. Panic welled in her chest, but she stayed strong. As quietly as she could, Yanette ruffled through her backpack and attached a silencer to her 9mm. Aiming directly at the man's head, she fired.
rolled 1d6 and got 3
Even, it hits. Odd, it doesn't.
The shot missed and the man jumped, the bullet just flying past his head. This time, Yanette revealed herself from the shadows and open fired, the bullets consecutively hitting him in the chest, arm and stomach. He dropped to the ground, blood soaking the concrete path. "I'm sorry." Her head dropped with a silent farewell before she hurried off into the shadows where she suspected Luna to be.
((Sorry for the REALLY long time for reply! I've had school the last couple of days and I've been really hectic.))
((Sorry for the REALLY long time for reply! I've had school the last couple of days and I've been really hectic.))
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