Indeed she was as high as a kite, Higher than she had ever been before. It was something to note down in her journal to look back on in the future. But that was if she survived till the damn stuff wore off.<br/><br/>As she watched the two men argue little hallucinations started to crop up in the corners of her visions. Were those... Unicorns? and shooting stars? The room started to swirl and rotate as she thought to have<br/><br/>heard one call out there was an undesirables on the way. At this point she was practically useless there was no way they could hand her a gun and assure themselves she wouldn't shoot one of them or herself.<br/><br/>Her head rolled back and forth as she tried to gather her wits as the methadone pulsed through her veins. Lucky for her 'saviours' she wasn't allergic or having a severe reaction to the drugs in her system.<br/><br/><strong>"Bandits....Schmandits"</strong>She called out from the floor with a tinkly laugh.<strong>"Ah' could take on more than seven times that amount"</strong>The woman started to blab<strong>"Wheres'm gun... Gimmi ah' gun"</strong><br/><br/>Her hand shot up into the air<strong>"Zoe, Baybeh you sit'bak'an watch'meh dome'm all..."</strong><br/><br/>Alyx started to feel around on the bed for something that resembled a gun, her hand came to rest on a broom that was leaning against the wall. Her fingers gripped the simple shaft and pulled it into herself<br/><br/>as she readied it for the oncoming onslaught. Another shot of pain rushed through her body as she tried to move, her half open wounds causing her to wince. The crash had left her battered and cut up.<br/><br/>Shrapnel had dug itself into her plush body that hadn't been covered by simple leather armours she had picked up over the years.<br/><br/><strong>"Up an' ATOM!"</strong>She called out, her voice crackling.