Dyveke does not want to be in this fight anymore. Dyveke really does not want to be in this fight anymore. She would like very much to run up to the case with the mirror, pull out her lascutter, cut it free and run to the exit, catching the first cab out of orbit she could find. Hell, she'd be willing to board public transit if it indeed took her anywhere else. But a sister was shooting at her, and as far as she could tell it was very much unsafe to leave the cover of this fine sword case until there was at least one fewer sister shooting at her. She popped out for one more brief moment, lined her shot up best she could, and fired.


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(1d100)[46] vs 53 with aim and RDLS
(2d10)[7][1](8)+5 upon hit, Pen 4