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Vi (slayervi) wrote in wariscoming,

This was becoming one of those times where her misses far outranked her hits, like when she'd first started training with her Watcher and he'd started her on target practice with the crossbow. That poor rabbit never stood a chance. But unlike that time, this time was a matter of life and...well, death wasn't immediate but pain could have been. She needed to get back to the others, tell them what was going on. Something! Not sit here and debate the nature of possession with the Jacen wannabe demon.

"This is one event where I don't want the best seat but thanks for asking," she said, her scowl deepening as he breezed past her attempt to get a plan out of him. The bad guys always had to brag! Why wasn't he bragging? Her head whipped around, frustration momentarily forgotten when he mentioned sleep. "What? Slee-"

The rest of the word never made it as it grew harder to breathe. Vi leaned forward, trying to suck in a deep breath but it was a losing battle. Stars started to dance in her vision before it grew dimmer and dimmer. By the time she slumped to the pavement, she was out cold.