[The target disappears around a corner. No matter, they can catch up. Steps behind, vision blurred by drip-black waxy body she may be, but there is no delay rounding the corner, pounding after their small person.
Never a sound uttered. But now at a range, Shepard excels. Gunfire ceases. If Chara were to look back, they would see their pursuant glowing a delicate blue, licks of energy cascading off of them in waves.
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Never a sound uttered. But now at a range, Shepard excels. Gunfire ceases. If Chara were to look back, they would see their pursuant glowing a delicate blue, licks of energy cascading off of them in waves.
Once she had them in her sights...]