Deb's heartrate skyrockets because, Jesus fucking Christ, his eyes just went black, and as much as Debra has been on a spaceship for months now this is a new level of freakishness. But her instincts are to protect the innocent, and much as she wants in this moment to smack Edgeworth upside the head, those instincts go right down to the bone. So, from standing a foot or so behind and to the right of Edgeworth, she grabs him by the back of his lapel and yanks him back with her left hand so she can step in front, in between the two of them. ]
Great point. [ Her voice is steady, and her gun has been brought up to her shoulder with her finger likewise steady on the trigger. Who the fuck knows if bullets work on vampires or if it has to be a stake made of blessed mistletoe harvested by a virgin in the dark of the moon or whatever the fuck. But a UMP can fire 6.5 bullets per second, and at a range of a few feet away it should take someone's head right off. She's pretty sure that unless Hal is made of diamonds or something that should at least slow him down. ] Good luck with not doing that.
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Deb's heartrate skyrockets because, Jesus fucking Christ, his eyes just went black, and as much as Debra has been on a spaceship for months now this is a new level of freakishness. But her instincts are to protect the innocent, and much as she wants in this moment to smack Edgeworth upside the head, those instincts go right down to the bone. So, from standing a foot or so behind and to the right of Edgeworth, she grabs him by the back of his lapel and yanks him back with her left hand so she can step in front, in between the two of them. ]
Great point. [ Her voice is steady, and her gun has been brought up to her shoulder with her finger likewise steady on the trigger. Who the fuck knows if bullets work on vampires or if it has to be a stake made of blessed mistletoe harvested by a virgin in the dark of the moon or whatever the fuck. But a UMP can fire 6.5 bullets per second, and at a range of a few feet away it should take someone's head right off. She's pretty sure that unless Hal is made of diamonds or something that should at least slow him down. ] Good luck with not doing that.
We'll just be leaving. Now.