Annabelle snorts. "Oh, like you have room to talk where being impossible is concerned," she drawls, teasing.
Another skirmish, another batch of bodies to be stepped over on the way to yet another firefight. She reloads as they move on to the next street, wiping the inevitable gore off her face so it doesn't drip in her eyes.
Annabelle is keeping an eye on the commandos as well as the enemy. She doesn't know if Yuri is inclined to reach out and hijack enemy soldier's heads directly, but better to be safe than sorry.
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Date: 2010-12-12 02:22 am (UTC)Another skirmish, another batch of bodies to be stepped over on the way to yet another firefight. She reloads as they move on to the next street, wiping the inevitable gore off her face so it doesn't drip in her eyes.
Annabelle is keeping an eye on the commandos as well as the enemy. She doesn't know if Yuri is inclined to reach out and hijack enemy soldier's heads directly, but better to be safe than sorry.