Who: Faith, people from Deans Camp and Lucifer’s followers Where: Luci’s place. What: Interaction, rescue When: Early morning. Rating: High, cause fighting. Notes: Nah. Open: Hell yeah. Status: In progress
Faith closed the back of the jeeps, tucking the rest of the salt rock shells in her pocket and then picked up the walkie-talkie. “Ready?” she asked over it, “lets rocked and load.” Cocking her shotgun, knowing she’d only get a few shoots off, before making the dash inside. Faith smirked at the people she was with, moving over to a balloon, picking it up “Make sure to have me covered, I’ll kick your asses if you don’t” she handed it off to someone.
With that said she lifted the gun, pointing it at a window and without a moment of hesitation she shot out a windowpane and then lifted the walkie-talkie, “Let em fly and if you get drugged into the property, “Don’t touch the fucking roses.” Faith then tucked it away, her shotgun pointed straight out as she shoot off another shot, moving, alone, on to the property.