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You Gonna Eat That?

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."