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Kitty Pryde (phasinghalfpint) wrote in wariscoming,

Kitty didn't put the gun away. She didn't even move from the position that she was in. She was ready to shoot again. Kitty was expecting some sort of reaction. She was expecting that she was going to hear something stumbling her way because the gunshot would draw attention. Kitty was expecting a lot of things, to be quite honest.

What she got was nowhere near what she had expected. It was a jolt through her entire body when she heard a sound that was obviously pain. Even more than that...she heard a voice just after that. Kitty felt panic flood through her. "Oh god...." She didn't even realize that she was saying exactly what she had just heard as she ran toward the sound.

It didn't take her but a moment to find the man. The man she'd shot. Oh god, she had shot a person. This was no Croat. "Oh no.... oh no.... shit..." Kitty stopped in her tracks, looking at the man. What was she supposed to do? Kitty didn't know what to do. She didn't know what she needed to do right now. She was standing there frozen.