Amea Virou
Snowbound
The smoke and dust of blasters and debris lingered in the air. One bolt reached for her head but struck the wall and another aimed at her stomach seemed to freeze in place for a second before it continued on its trajectory and into the wall as well. The satchel clung to her shoulder and chest with each step that she took and as she exited the building Amea would throw herself into an immediate right turn towards a nearby alleyway.
The rain poured from above accompanied by distant thunder. The rain's smattering against the cold metal ground was drowned out solely by her own breath as each step that carried her forward with all due haste into what seemed to be every goddamn puddle there was.
“Cap, start the engines!” Amea shouted into her commlink.
From behind her she could hear her pursuers make a break for her, shouting for her to stop and hand the stolen satchel back to them.
Yeah, no, that was not happening. These stolen goods were returning to their original owners one way or another.
The rain poured from above accompanied by distant thunder. The rain's smattering against the cold metal ground was drowned out solely by her own breath as each step that carried her forward with all due haste into what seemed to be every goddamn puddle there was.
“Cap, start the engines!” Amea shouted into her commlink.
From behind her she could hear her pursuers make a break for her, shouting for her to stop and hand the stolen satchel back to them.
Yeah, no, that was not happening. These stolen goods were returning to their original owners one way or another.