For one terrifying moment, the gun is all that Rishi can see. The gun, and the will behind the woman's eyes as her finger starts to (shakily) tighten on the trigger. There's a flash of light... and Rishi slams her shoulder against the wall, having shoved the gun one way and herself another to avoid the blast.<br/><br/>Thankfully, it worked... though the elf can already feel the aching in her joint from slamming into the hard, studded corner of the dormitory wall. And her hair's starting to stand on end too... likely from the splatter of electric gel smeared on the door to her right, still crackling against the wooden surface that refuses to accept its charge.<br/><br/>"Dammit... you ain't takin' me or my kids, ya damned Cloney whore!" The sound of the shotgun's pump cocking, and of a plastic shell bouncing along the ground, signifies that the woman has readied her second shot. "The next round's buckshot... if you don't get your tramp ass outta here, I'm gonna make sure ya don't bother anyone ever again..."