Fourth Shot [Accidental Audio]

[singinghuntress]

[For a moment there's silence before the sound of a young woman humming can be heard. For anyone who may know a certain German Opera, it may sound familiar as it's accompanied by the sound of metal scraping against metal.  Eventually that noise stops only to be replaced with the sound of a gun being cocked.

For several long moments there's the sound of silence only to have it broken by the sound of a musket shot immediately followed by the sound of two hits... from one shot. ]

It zeems I am a little rusty. I should have been able to get all five of zhose large moths.

[ooc: for those who are curious, this is what she's humming/singing under her breath. ]

Comments

[not-a-damn-dog.livejournal.com]

I know your scent, now. I could track anywhere in this city.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

Oh~? Zhen ve zimply must zee how good you are zometime~! A game of tag perhaps. One very.. interesting game of tag.

[not-a-damn-dog.livejournal.com]

I could come beat you senseless right now, if that's what you want.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[There is silence for a moment, along with some very unhinged giggling.]

I zhink I vill haf to take a rain check mein little volf. Zhe Dark Hunter haz come to play~!

[not-a-damn-dog.livejournal.com]

Hm.

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