She's still got her claws in the seat, which is what keeps her from flying straight through the windshield. It's pretty lucky, considering she hates doing that. It's up there with brushing her teeth and waiting in lines.
She isn't really shaken once the car stops. She's mostly annoyed. "Fine," she says, still not sure why this is a proHblem for him. Once all the men are dead, then she'll ask the questions she needs to, if she can find the words for them.
Cars swerve around their van, blaring their horns and occasionally crashing. The cars chasing them stop. Men in armored tactical gear come out, waving guns and making threatening statements. Laura's done this before. The details all bleed together. She frowns over at the red man. "Do not die."
Then it'll be her fault, and she can't take much more of that. It's all she says before finally, finally launching herself out of the van, claws at the ready.
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She isn't really shaken once the car stops. She's mostly annoyed. "Fine," she says, still not sure why this is a proHblem for him. Once all the men are dead, then she'll ask the questions she needs to, if she can find the words for them.
Cars swerve around their van, blaring their horns and occasionally crashing. The cars chasing them stop. Men in armored tactical gear come out, waving guns and making threatening statements. Laura's done this before. The details all bleed together. She frowns over at the red man. "Do not die."
Then it'll be her fault, and she can't take much more of that. It's all she says before finally, finally launching herself out of the van, claws at the ready.