Destination: Desperation

[Ash]

At the time, the only thing Ash could think to do to Titan was stab him in the chest with The Quill, making him only good for one thing, that would be a random string of words she may or may not write out in his blood. And while an appropriate ending for a man who's only use to her was to waste her time, her partner had taken an extra few steps more than her. So she stopped where she had been and with dead eyes she just watched as the orange eyed man dealt the final blow. He was but a burning corpse, clinging to the bar, but when he felt he looked like a scared child that had to face his demons and fear of the dark.. And he had lost.

She sunk the blade into its harness that was strapped to her leg, and moved even closer now. He was just standing there, watching. So she decided to bend over the railing to watch too. He muttered something to himself, but she didn't quiet understand. She didn't try to. She just waited.. leaning on her arm and laying her head in her hand. The fires of her anger had already turned to ashes and like that, she was back to her collected self. Now she couldn't even remember why she had been so mad.

Eventually he snapped out of whatever spell he'd be put under, and when he looked for her, she looked back over her shoulder with nothing to say, nor any intention on making a comment. The wasn't much to say now anyways.. Her tail perked up just a moment before she stood back up, drawing attention to who long it was. When she did stand up, the pain in her side rolled like waves on the beach across her whole stomach, making her hiss out and fall back against the railing. She looked down, and as clear as day was the bullet wound, and then she remembered the short guy with the gun. "Oh yeah.." She commented, as her hand came up and poked the tender flesh. Her blood, which was red if that surprised anyone, was already seeping out and staining her skin and her pants.

Chances were the bullet was lodged inside, she was probably expected to get stitches and medicine.. But where other people might be freaking at this point, she just cursed under her breath, applied pressure, stood back up and began to head in the direction they were walking before they were interrupted. Another speeder raced past them, ruffling up the under ground city's feathers, and was gone again before she looked back to see if he was right behind her. "So.. Where did you say we were going?" She asked, as casual as before, like she wasn't in a ridiculous amount of pain now that the adrenaline was wearing off, like she wasn't trying to stop the bleeding with her hand alone.