Whether or not Loretta should have expected the kiss from nowhere that Emma gave her was of little matter to her at the time,  as the only thing about it that concerned her was that Emma gave her such a kiss in the first place. What was an even more pressing matter to her was Emma's safety, as she'd watched the ex-con leap to her feet and almost immediately and unceremoniously fall back to her butt, a Legionnaire standing above her. Loretta didn't even have the time to think of what the fuck she was doing, but before she knew it, she'd let go of her shotgun and instead had her vicious machete in her hands. With eyes that glinted with insanity and fury, Loretta made an inhuman screech as she swung her weapon as hard as she could. The bit of armor around the Legionnaire's jaw was the only thing that saved his head from being completely lopped off, and he dropped in a bloody heap to the ground.<br/><br/>The machete still in the soldier's body, Loretta instead grabbed for the weapon he had been holding upon death: a large, heavy fire axe. Loretta's anger fueled her muscles to allow her to swing the weighty weapon with but one hand, and hit one of the others who had neared for melee in the forehead, the axe splitting his helmet and burying itself in his skull. Like<i>fuck</i>she was going to let Emma die! Another noise erupted from Loretta's throat that could not be compared to anything human, and the ghoul was soon firing her shotgun again like mad, emptying it in less than five seconds.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>