(Didn’t specify the muse. So we are going with Jackie)
The wavy haired blonde looked at them, “b-because it’s th-the first weapon I g-grabbed.” She said with a huff her eyes giving a sharp glare.//whoops! My bad! I’m also doing a human verse with my muse Vertoria//
“Gurl, always grab a knife. It just as intimidating and can do more damage.” Vertoria smirked, reaching into her pocket. Awe crap! Of course she forgot her pocket knife. “Look sweetheart, I gotta get to work or the head nurse is going to drag me through the gutter for not getting the afternoon vital checks done.”
Jackie looked at the woman. “And l-look….I don’t have time f-for crap. I-I-I need you to help me g-get out of here.” She stuttered our. Though her body was calm and her shot was clear she had a natural stutter that’d intensify as situations got more intense and right now she had a very pissed off man coming for her cause she screwed up.
Vertoria frowned, looks like one of these situations again. She picked up her phone and called work. “Sorry John, an emergency came up… I will definetly be reporting that comment to HR. Have a nice life.” She said cheerio and carefully approached the female. “What do you need me to do? Who is after you?”
She relaxed her shoulder which held the gun but did not leave it targeted on the woman, “I n-need a place t-to hide…..s-somewhere I-i-i can’t be found till th-this shit blows over” she said. “I m-made a costly mistake, f-for a job I-I was doing and now the h-he-head honcho f-for it is after m-my ass” she explained.
“Got it. I hope you don’t mind wearing a helmet.” The female smirked, grabbing the other by the wrist and leading her to a nearby parked motorcycle. She lifted up the backseat and tossed her a spare helmet with a radio built in. “Hop on.” She straddled the bike and started it up with a satisfying roar. Waiting for the other girl to hop on.
Jackie didn’t hesitate at the woman’s offer. Strapping the helmet on she swung her leg over the back and positioned herself on the bike. “Okay” She said signaling she was on and ready. She’d put the gun in the back of her waistband and held onto the woman by her waist. Making sure to stay on.
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