The world is a blur around Sandy as she barrels forward for the items. She needs to get as much as she can to protect Char and anyone else she helped get in this mess!
Slowing down long enough to make sure that no one's coming after her she scans the loot and dives for the first thing that looks like a gun barrel. A rifle? Maybe a handgun?
But no, her hand has closed around the neck of a red guitar with some strange modifications. Well she knows how to play guitar so maybe she can...
...but it looks as though someone else has grabbed the base of the instrument as well.
"Let go!" She barks aiming a kick at the girl she only knows slightly from the Tribute Youth Program.
Limping, tears running down her face Sandy was in pain with every step.
Her skin was a tough and tight mess of burns disfiguring half her face, her jumpsuit melted and burnt into her skin. She would have to peel it off later if she wanted to heal properly but for now she had to find somewhere to hide. Protection.
Sandy Marko Part 1 closed to Arya, Part 2 OTA
Slowing down long enough to make sure that no one's coming after her she scans the loot and dives for the first thing that looks like a gun barrel. A rifle? Maybe a handgun?
But no, her hand has closed around the neck of a red guitar with some strange modifications. Well she knows how to play guitar so maybe she can...
...but it looks as though someone else has grabbed the base of the instrument as well.
"Let go!" She barks aiming a kick at the girl she only knows slightly from the Tribute Youth Program.
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Limping, tears running down her face Sandy was in pain with every step.
Her skin was a tough and tight mess of burns disfiguring half her face, her jumpsuit melted and burnt into her skin. She would have to peel it off later if she wanted to heal properly but for now she had to find somewhere to hide. Protection.
Help.