Re: Guns and Goths (Hero and Lurker)
Suzy trembled violently as she watched helplessly from the sidelines, unable to leave, but unable to bring herself to shoot the monsters either. For a while, she simply, stared, mouth open, on the verge of crying out of pity and horror for Rika. It was almost as bad to watch as it was to experience to the ginger sniper, but she got no further than gripping her rifle in two hands, and pushing it up against the bars, the barrel sliding through, the safety flicking off, and the bolt being cycled, a round sliding into the chamber. She stared hard at the beasts, blinking rapidly to fight back her tears as the muffled screams filled her ears. How could that bitch have just sat there and watched this happen!?
The fact that her children were so close by made Suzy's heart long even more to bust her way inside and attempt the rescue, though she forced herself to ignore them, concentrating on the rapists, and slowly her breathing went back to a normal pace. The iron sights were fixed upon the squid which was currently filling Rika's mouth, though Suzy couldn't really tell that from the writhing mass of tentacles all around the poor blonde, and eventually, the sniper's finger found its way to the trigger, tightening until resistance was felt, but not yet firing.
After another minute or two of queasily watching, Suzy's finger tightened more, her arms beginning to ache a little from holding the rifle up like this, and finally, she depressed the trigger properly, a single round cracking off, the recoil soaking comfortably into her shoulder, and with any luck, one squid would drop dead, and Rika's mouth would be freed.