[ emma's found herself outnumbered, outsized, and definitely outgunned when the bounty hunters sweep into her house. her protests fall on deaf ears as the men immediately start to search the house, and when one makes a beeline for her bedroom, she still shouts at him to stop, stepping forward to follow after him — only to find herself yanked back by her arm by the second bounty hunter.
she's about to snap a heated, "let go of me!" but she goes completely still when that door is kicked down, and—
vasquez's voice. a gunshot. emma's startled, wordless yell. ]
Fuck! [ the second bounty hunter has his own gun in hand now, still with that grip on emma's arm holding her fiercely in place when she tries to wriggle free. ] You son of a—
[ emma doesn't give him a chance to finish, and just slams the heel of her own boot into the top of the man's foot with as much force as she can muster.
he snarls in pain, but loosens his grip enough on emma's arm for her to pull herself free in a flurry of movement, momentary confusion as the bounty hunter desperately tries to keep track of emma and focus his attention (and his gun) on vasquez at the same time. ]
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she's about to snap a heated, "let go of me!" but she goes completely still when that door is kicked down, and—
vasquez's voice. a gunshot. emma's startled, wordless yell. ]
Fuck! [ the second bounty hunter has his own gun in hand now, still with that grip on emma's arm holding her fiercely in place when she tries to wriggle free. ] You son of a—
[ emma doesn't give him a chance to finish, and just slams the heel of her own boot into the top of the man's foot with as much force as she can muster.
he snarls in pain, but loosens his grip enough on emma's arm for her to pull herself free in a flurry of movement, momentary confusion as the bounty hunter desperately tries to keep track of emma and focus his attention (and his gun) on vasquez at the same time. ]