<div class="floatleft">(http://i49.tinypic.com/f43dok.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikita Stack</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hiding in a nearby ditch</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Anne, Adam and Corpse formerly known as Tisha</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Pissed off.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Nikita could hear the bones crack as her fists connected with a blinding speed. The woman was resisting, but resistance was futile. With each swing, the body writhed and attempted to break free but Nikita had her pinned good. Her fists had been stained red by the fresh blood which she was drawing out of Tisha's body with each new strike. After some time she had simply gone limp and had accepted what was coming her way as Nikita went in her crazy mode. She<em>lived</em>for moments like these. The tiny blood drops forming a graffiti of their own kind over the half-dead woman's body. Nikita's eyes glanced over the design for a brief moment with amusement before resuming the strikes which seemed to have no end to them. For the time being, all the happenings in the surroundings were a blur for her. The gunshots registered in her memory but she wasn't really bothered by them.<br/><br/>Until something peculiar occurred. A gunshot close by, and the woman stopped writhing and moaning in pain. She was<em>dead</em>. Nikita's eyes instantly shot up to the man who fired the bullet who seemed to have some choice words of his. Her eyes met his.<em>Adam</em>. That little shit was her<em>underling</em>. How the hell did he even dare to do an act like that? She almost rose up to attack him when she heard Anne's snarling at her and in an instant the cold metal of gun connected to her body. The touch oh so familiar considering all the things Nikita had faced over the years and yet so annoying despite of passage of time. She heard Anne pass some orders with efficiency as she stared bullets in the head of the very woman who was her lover and her boss at the same time.<br/><br/>Anne was soothing her now, trying to calm Nikita down. Adrenaline rush was now subsiding as serenity returned to her mind. She still stared at Anne with that angry gaze as the gun was pulled away and Nikita was helped to her feet. She gave a hard nod to Anne before hissing out. "Dont' fucking patronize me.<em>Ever</em>again and I am going to give you some serious punishment for that!" Taking a step or two back, she replied, in a much louder tone. "Yeah, we good. I just need some time to change my disguise so that next part could be initiated. I would appreciate being alone in the meanwhile. I have amassed all the data on Tisha as per usual procedure, just need to check her voice samples some and compare them to the ones I captured earlier." The professional was alive and moving once again.