<div class="floatleft">(http://i1000.photobucket.com/albums/af130/ViciousTeddyBear/Shards/Misc/Tigress/6c32c922-ab11-487d-8351-9c6caaa8de15.jpg~original)</div>The first man goes down and she sees the bolt, even the man get hit.  The way he gets hit and falls suggest that he's probably not alive.  She grimaces, even if he is BDP that didn't have to happen.  But she should have seen where it came from.  Her eyes flick back to where the bolt should have been fired from,  her hands curling into fists.  Tigress snarls in something that sounds almost akin to her namesake growling.  Her position changes slightly, ready to sprint forward and take out whomever did it.  The hairs on the back of her neck stand on end and the woman cloaked in shadow could swear the superheroine is damn near<i>looking</i>at her.  She's not, she's not even aware (on a conscious level) that anyone is there besides a throng of Blackjacks looking just as surprised at the BDP guy going down as the BDP guys.<br/><br/>"I--" It's all she gets off, the small<strong>steel bolt</strong>(http://imgs.inkfrog.com/pix/supergdeals/60ARROWS.jpg) slices through the air directly at her.  And even still her only instinct is to shove Navigator to the ground. "Ah!" She cries out the first one catching her in her right shoulder.  Even as braced and leaning forward as she was, she's still knocked back a step.  The bolt itself flips up into the air, end over end and then drops to the ground, sticking into it thanks to the fins on the back.  Tigress isn't privy to witness all of that though as two more bolts fly at her, catching her in the other shoulder, and in the middle of the chest.  She's knocked back another step then falls to the ground on her back.  The last flipping itself around and smacking her in the head after bouncing...relatively harmlessly off of her.<br/><br/>She rubs at her shoulders and her chest as she plucks the bolt off of the ground, examining it. "Owwww." She looks up again. "I swear it came out of nowhere." She narrows her eyes, though it doesn't help her at all to spot anyone.  Even while offering a hand up (should Navigator need it) to her fellow Union member.  "You ever see anything like this?" She asks, holding the bolt up for him to see.  He's from a different time, right? It doesn't look like anything used in<i>this</i>century to kill people.  Kind of looks like a miniature arrow to her.  It's probably not the best time to examine it anyway as both sides look to be gearing up for war. "Uh oh." And those cat ears flatten against her skull again.  This is not good.  Nevermind that someone probably just tried to<i>kill</i>her.<br/>