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[25 Jul 2010|06:03pm] |
The glass in the empty building blew in as the windows broke, raining down shards onto the petite brunette teen huddled down with her hands over her ears. She looked pained, as though whatever noise had shattered the windows could be heard by her as well. Normal humans heard nothing, but when you had a single special trait it caused ear-bleeding pain. The source, a small hovercam just outside one of the windows, was flitting around the building as though trying to relocate its target. Kylie crawled out of its sight behind a large pillar, and took the small moment of safety as a chance to wipe the trickle of blood from her ear.
In Kylie's mind the little adventure had been a necessary evil for the good of Broken City. The hovercam in question had been getting far too close to B.C., and panicked talk about it getting into their safe haven had already begun. With the electricity coarsing through her body she had been sure she could take it out without having any problems, but she hadn't counted on being incapacitated by the equivalent of a dog whistle. She was just then finally able to tap into the electrical workings of the thinmg to shut its hollering up for a while, but she couldn't do more than that. Hivercams were highly complicated, and this one was no exception.
Worse, it had now identified her as an enemy and was blaring its alarms. Op X would be swarming the building in a good ten minutes, and she wasn't any closer to running from the thing than before. She gazed around quickly for an exit before diving under a broken table as it opened fire, bullets ricocheting off of concrete.
"Shit shit shit shit shit!"
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