( picture prompt meme )

[socketeer]

the picture prompt meme I — Comment with your character. II — Others will leave a picture (or two, or three...) III — Reply to them with a setting based on the picture. IV — Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please. V — Be aware that this meme will be image-heavy. Link to an image: <a href=IMAGEURL>TEXT</a> Embed image in your reply: <img src=IMAGEURL> Image width and height: <img src=IMAGEURL width=500> OR <img src=IMAGEURL height=INSERT>

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[blacksky]

[darkcxrners]

[Everything happened so fast that Karen didn't even really have time to process anything. One minute she's alone in her apartment, the next this woman is in here telling her to take cover.]

Are you going to tell me what the hell is going on?!

[blacksky]

[She's barely hit the floor with Karen when bullets start flying. Elektra sighs in frustration as she begins to count. She knows from sound alone what weapon they're using down to the number of bullets it can hold. She can wait this out.] What's going on is that you pissed someone off again.

[She sounds both exasperated and amused by it. Elektra can respect what she's doing as someone who loves to stick it to people like the ones Karen is investigating. That doesn't make keeping her alive any easier.]

They're quite determined to make an example of you, aren't they?

[darkcxrners]

[It was hard to breathe much less think when there are literally bullets flying inches from them. She's as close to the floor as she can get, hands coming up to cover her ears.

Elektra, on the other hand, seemed much more at ease about this whole thing.]

Usually when someone's pissed off about my articles they just send me a nasty email!

[AKA she isn't sure who this is.]

[blacksky]

[Elektra can read through the lines on that one. She wonders if she should torture them for information before she slits their throat. That likely wouldn't sit well with Karen. They are on her turf so she supposes she'll have to play be her rules and by extension Matthew's.] When I'm through with them, they'll wish they had.

[It comes out low and dark in the now overbearing silence. They're out of bullets. The predatory smile that lights up Elektra's face confirms as much. She's quickly on her feet, racing to window and out with unnatural speed and grace. A shot rings out after that (at Elektra) before a man screams loudly. She slinks back in with only a few hairs out of place a couple of minutes later.]

Our friend can question him in the hospital. Assuming the paramedics make it in time. [She did as Matthew would. Elektra kicked him off the roof. :)]

[darkcxrners]

[Why is her life like this? Can she at least come home and not have to deal with the drama she deals with the rest of the day?

She couldn't see a thing but she knew what that scream meant.]

You actually called the paramedics?

[blacksky]

[She looks surprised briefly before shaking her head. It never occurred to her.] Well no, but someone will. Americans love to call 911. It'll be fine.

[darkcxrners]

[Karen doesn't say anything to that, because it's honestly pretty true. Everyone loved to get in everyone's business.]

Tell them that.

[blacksky]

You're no fun, Karen. [She complains uselessly. Elektra doesn't mean it though. She makes the call from one of her burner phones. She sounds the part of a concerned American citizen to a T until it's time to hang up.]

There. Satisfied?