Date: 2007-08-13 05:55 am (UTC)
There's a groan, and Nicky uncurls from where he landed. The lower part of his left leg is slowly turning red. The shotgun blast seems to have torn him up a bit.

But he still stands, and Anna can see the white of his eyes as he wrenches the gun away from her, careless of the hot barrel.

He kicks out at her side.
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