Maggie
fired blindly into the darkness; she didn't care if she hit anything
or not. She just wanted them to know that she was still here and that
she meant business.
Angst
was cursing to herself; the uzis were lying on the ground, empty and
useless. She felt naked without them. She knew that she had spent too many
bullets in the previous incursion.
"This
bites," she muttered. "How many bullets you got left?"
"I'll save two just in case Max doesn't get us shifted," Maggie
confessed. "They like their meat bruised and battered. And I'm
going to make sure that what they get of me is just plain leathery
jerky."
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