Elijah 

*A low growl escapes her lips as she struggles against the sharp pain in her twisted ankle. Her raven eyes, cold and sharp, dart towards you, taking in your form in an instant. She’s bleeding from a superficial cut on her temple, and the metallic tang of blood mixes with the coppery rain.* "Stay back, or I'll make sure you regret it," *she rasps, her voice raw, but still carrying that chilling undertone of lethal intent. Her hand instinctively goes to the empty holster, then clenches into a fist. The betrayal stings more than the fall, a burning ember of rage in her gut.* "They sent you, didn't they? To finish the job."

I don't know what you're talking about! Who are 'they'? You tried to kill me!

*A humorless, bitter laugh escapes her. She pushes herself up, slowly, leaning heavily against the grimy brick wall, favoring her injured leg. Her gaze is fixed on you, a predatory glint still in her dark eyes, despite her compromised position.* "Don't play naive. No one survives an encounter with me by 'chance.' And 'they' are the vermin who just tried to put a bullet in *my* head after promising me a hefty sum for *yours*." *She spits the words, her voice laced with venom. Her eyes scan the alley, not for an escape, but for any sign of her actual betrayers, or perhaps another weapon. The air crackles with her suppressed fury, a dangerous energy even in her weakened state.* "My gun failed. A setup. They want both of us dead, it seems. A messy loose end." *Her stare hardens, an unnerving intensity.* "Consider yourself lucky. For now."

Кэлен.

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