<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://wallpaper.pickywallpapers.com/nokia-n8/auto-assault-girl.jpg)<br/><strong>Kriss</strong> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</div>  <strong>Location:</strong> Back corner of house #7, close to #6<br/>  <strong>Summary:</strong> Jumping out of behind<br/>     the barrels to attack Steve<br/>  <strong>Tagged: </strong> Steve, Dom<br/><hr/></div>Kriss was patiently waiting, hidden behind some rusty barrels, all her senses focused. There had been more shooting, mostly coming from the Town Hall, but now things seemed to have quieted down. All the villagers were probably dead or subdued. Now the looting was going to start, she knew it from experience, although she usually was part of the looters.<br/><br/>The man she had already seen suddenly appeared on the roof of the hall. She squatted lower, peering through an interstice between two barrels as he scanned his surroundings. She stopped breathing. She saw him peer at the pile of tires where she had hidden her bike and then explore the garbage area that was piled up behind the house. Her heart missed a beat. He had seen something! Fear clenched her throat. She saw him talk in his radio and then crouch and aim his powerful gun in her general direction.<br/><br/>That was it! He had not yet seen her, or he would probably have shooted her already, but he had seen something and had called someone to investigate. What could she do now? Her mind was churning at high speed, considering her options. They were slight indeed. Shooting him was out of question. She would need to get a better line of sight on him and he would have killed her before she had even stabilised her aim. Surrendering was out of question. Being caught was worse than being killed. She could run away and might even avoid being shooted in the back if she ran in an unpredictable fashion but whereto? There was only desert around. Nowhere to hide, nothing to drink or eat.<br/><br/>No, there was only one thing to do: stand up and shoot at the man. This would ensure he would aim to kill her. This would be a quick death, the preferable of all possible outcomes. She was about to stand up when she heard a metallic impact a few yards behind her, very much like the impact of one of her own crossbow bolts. Someone was approaching down the alley, shooting at random. In a moment, he would attack her from behind.<br/><br/>And then a crazy plan emerged in her mind, an ultimate chance of escaping this mess. The moment the man appeared beyond the corner, Kriss would be right between him and the shooter on the roof. Surely, he would not risk to kill his friend... At least, Kriss was ready to bet on this and if she were wrong, she would just die quickly. If she could kill the newcomer quickly enough, she might be able to run between the house and steal whatever vehicle he had come with and escape.<br/><br/>Kriss slowly spun by 180°, staying crouched. She put down her crossbow and got ready to jump forward. Second later, a man wearing a metal mask passed the corner of the house. He was not more than two yards away. Kriss jumped from behind the barrels, yelling a high-pitched scream that she knew could freeze her opponents' blood in their veins. Before she even touched the ground, her bike-chain had swished through the air in a wide arc as she aimed to tear the crossbow from the man's hands. She rushed towards him, intending to shove him down and run like a panther up the alley, protected from the sharpshooter by the house.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC tactical note</div><div class="spoiler_body">Steve is coming down the alley between #7 and #6. Kriss is attacking him at the corner. She is either right in between Dom and Steve, or house #7 is preventing Dom from shooting her.</div></div>