Nikki gasped sharply as the man pounding her ass suddenly pulled free, no doubt wanting to release all across her back or something... Her eyes were still firmly shut as she bit down on her lower lip, expecting to feel the warm seed splatter across her backside. Yet, nothing came... Curious if the drugs had perhaps numbed her more than she realized, she opened her eyes and peered backwards, just in time to see the two men tumble backwards.<br/><br/>Staring at the strange sight, Nikki couldnt help but see the funny side of it, as the guy who had been pounding her ass still had his cock proudly poking upwards while he was pulled back. The realization that something was wrong sank in slowly and by the time it did the two of them were already crashing into the wall.<br/><br/>Who was this man? A junkie attracted by the loud music, hoping for a desperate fix perhaps?<br/><br/>Rolling onto her side, she groaned. Her body felt sluggish, as if she was wading through mud. Realizing that her neuroprocessor might help, she flicked the device back on before curling up in a screaming ball. The processor helped, but at what price? It felt like someone was pushing a red hot poker straight up the back of her skull, and the signals leading from her brain to her cybernetic parts were getting scrambled as well. Her vision blurred while all the colors saturated to the point where she almost only saw white. Nikki quickly closed her eyes, both from the pain searing her mind as the blinding white. Her cybernetic arm wasnt doing much better, as her joints locked up, keeping her arm straight and stiff while her fingers bent outwards painfully.<br/><br/>She couldnt tell how long the pain lasted, could be seconds, could've been hours... But eventually, as the neuroprocessor calmed down, she found the pain dissipating ever so slightly, but it was enough to make her slowly open her eyes. While the blurriness was still there, at least the color had returned to normal. She also noted that in the process of clutching her head, she had fallen off the couch, though the pain in her head was enough to block out the fall entirely.<br/><br/>Looking up at the two men fighting, she saw them as simply two blurry blobs meshing together, it sorta reminded her of when her eyes were still out of focus. Her head was still pounding as she crawled towards her pants as quickly as she could, her still limp arm not helping. "Shit... Shit... Shit..." She hissed through clenched teeth as she could hear the scuffle behind her. Her hand eventually enveloped the hilt of her pistol, the cold metal and weight of the pistol feeling reassuring as she quickly turned around and pulled the trigger.<br/><br/>The sound of the gunshot in the enclosed space made her head ring, her vision momentarily whiting out again. She never really aimed for the man, and her shot landed miles away from the two struggling men, but she just wanted to scare him off... plus, surely the other Skulls would come to investigate, right? "Let him go!" She screamed, her hearing muffled from the loud bang. Her hand swayed, it wasnt her dominant hand, plus the drugs made it hard to keep a straight aim. Still... if the guy lunged at her, she was pretty sure she could land the hit, assuming her fingers stopped feeling like spaghetti...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>