Adapting [Open]

[Noa Clarke]

"Or I enjoy your conversation," he commented. "Or I'm not interested in killing both of you yet."

Noa looked at James again, just hoping he could help her out of this.

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"Let her go," James demanded, his hand beginning to feel like it was glued to the gun, and his finger cramping against the trigger. He knew that he should have practiced shooting. His hand needed the practice in order to keep the right shape for the gun... either that or he had benched a little too long today and his hand was hurting from gripping the bar... Nah, that couldn't be it.

"You're going to have to kill me to get by," James noted, knowing he wouldn't let Ravinn passed as long as he could still move and fight.

[Noa Clarke]

He pushed Noa towards James and just walked towards them without a word. Noa turned around once she hit James, watching Ravinn's approach, "What now?" she questioned, wishing she had a gun.

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James was quite surprised when he released her to him, her hitting him, making him stumble ever so slightly, due to his not expecting Ravinn to grant his request. James pointed his gun at Ravinn once more. When Noa asked her question, James actually responded. "We stop him." James walked in front of Noa. "Now you no longer have your hostage. I suggest you leave. Or I will kill you."

[Noa Clarke]

"I don't need a hostage," he informed James simply.

Noa looked at him, then back to Ravinn, then to James again, "Do you have another gun?"

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"Oh really? What's going to protect you from me blowing your brains in now?" James asked. He looked towards Noa for a moment, just a moment, before returning his glare to Ravinn. "No, I don't," James nearly spat out, very cold in tone, "I didn't expect that someone would let him in here." He always had a gun for him ready, in case of emergency, but he didn't count on other people in the division to not be ready and make him need to supply them with a gun.

"You can go run get one," James suggested, "There will be some in the shooting range you can get."

[Noa Clarke]

Ravinn kept his gun on both of them. Noa didn't move out of fright. She'd have run if she could have, but she didn't think she could make her legs move. They were trembling now as she tried to think and make them move, but she wasn't having much success.

Ravinn, in one smooth move, turned his gun on Noa and shot her through the chest. She fell to the ground, bleeding out severely.

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James didn't have time to react as the gun was shot, hitting Noa. James shot towards Ravinn, but his aim was not very good, as he quickly fell to Noa's side placing one of his hands on her wound to try to help keep the blood from flowing too rapidly. His other hand was pointing the gun at Ravinn, just in case he tried to shoot again.

"You idiot," James muttered trying to keep as much pressure as safely so on her wound. He looked towards Ravinn once more, and without words, shot his gun aiming at the man a couple more times.

[Noa Clarke]

The bullets would have hit him directly, but something stopped the bullets.

"It's a field that reacts to the material of the bullet, stopping it from striking me. Alien force created it when they realized we would fight back. Very useful," Ravinn said, walking towards and preparing to go around James and Noa.

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James nearly cursed when the bullets stopped. He should have seen that coming and adapted to the possibility. He took Noa's hand, pressing it against her wound. "Keep it there," James ordered. He stood up, placing his gun in his holster and glared at Ravinn. "I told you that you will have to kill me to get by." He stood in Ravinn's path, then throwing a punch followed by a kick with a rounded path aimed to make Ravinn fall, and the punch to connect with his face.

[Noa Clarke]

Noa did her best, but her strength was bleeding out, making it difficult to keep pressure on the wound.

Ravinn twisted aside to avoid the punch and threw his arm down to block the kick. He pushed back and took a step away from James, "If we fight like this, you're not going to win."

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"We'll have to see about that," James replied coldly, though in the back of his mind he was quite worried about Noa at the moment. He couldn't let himself get distracted though. Then again, he couldn't let a team member die. She was innocent in all of this, at least for now. James went for him again, sending a punch with each hand, one following right after the other, before he sent a high kick towards Ravinn's face.

[Noa Clarke]

Ravinn ducked and weaved, blocking a few with his arms. When the kick came, he moved forward, taking it to his shoulder instead, but getting right up next to James. He threw a punch towards his chest instead of aiming for his head. He wasn't going to try to end it right out.

Noa just kept trying to apply pressure, but she kept losing strength.

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Not having the chance to dodge Ravinn's punch, James was hit in the chest, stumbling back. He looked down at Noa who was in much pain he saw, but she would be fine. It wasn't a terrible wound... but he did need to finish this fight so she could get better attention to heal her gunshot wound. James looked back at Ravinn, throwing a right hook at the side of the top of his head.

[Noa Clarke]

Ravinn almost didn't block it. His arm only stopped so much; it still hit him in the head, stumbling him aside. "I thought you'd be more concerned for her," he muttered, "Didn't think you'd go right back at me. Oversight on my part, clearly. You must not care if she lives or dies."