Re: Lobby; 2:30
Luther started to walk away, which was just fine, especially since Nina had noticed the tensing and knew that he sensed something. Her hand went to her own gun, although she would prefer not to shoot since it would take time to reload and time was invaluable during a firefight, even when one was unable to be seen. He stopped and turned and sniffed and she tensed, lean lines of muscle rising up under her skin, poised to move. Eponine didn't buy that expression for a second.
Then he spun and she ducked even before the shot was fired, Nina having realized immediately that he was drawing his weapon. Eponine hissed at him from her crouched position, even when the bullet went far to her right. Taking careful aim, she shot at the very tip of his cane near the floor, ignoring Nina's desire to just blow his brains out and get it over with. Eponine was not the seasoned killer that her hostess was and she had no desire to become one. The rebellion, at least, was for a cause, even if she was mostly involved for Marius. As soon as the shot left the gun, she moved, silently creeping amongst the shadows to settle several yards away and reload.