She hesitates. She'll hate herself for it later -- that brief, hanging moment where she mourns the loss of the revenue over the human life. It startles her, stabbing through her brain.
Other attacks are a no-go . . . At this range, particularly with her aim, she can't be sure she'll hit the intended target. Very possibly she'll hit the others instead.
"Smoke and Mirrors!"
For a moment the world hangs still, paused as mist floods inward, thick and cloying. Around the small grouping of boy, girl, and beast, a circle of flat, rectangular shapes emerges, their faces blank and dark.
Suddenly, as though lit by an unseen spotlight, they clear, brilliant with light. The reflection revealed is a truth about the circle's occupants -- a truth of identity or another truth kept hidden.
All three will not be able to move for a moment until the reflection clears.
((ooc: Kelly, sending a message to Joe's account about this attack.))
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Other attacks are a no-go . . . At this range, particularly with her aim, she can't be sure she'll hit the intended target. Very possibly she'll hit the others instead.
"Smoke and Mirrors!"
For a moment the world hangs still, paused as mist floods inward, thick and cloying. Around the small grouping of boy, girl, and beast, a circle of flat, rectangular shapes emerges, their faces blank and dark.
Suddenly, as though lit by an unseen spotlight, they clear, brilliant with light. The reflection revealed is a truth about the circle's occupants -- a truth of identity or another truth kept hidden.
All three will not be able to move for a moment until the reflection clears.
((ooc: Kelly, sending a message to Joe's account about this attack.))