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angriestman ([personal profile] angriestman) wrote2012-10-27 07:21 pm
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He's banged up - nothing really serious, a graze from a bullet on his forehead, a shallow slash across his ribs. He's limping slightly. But he's angry, now - he's burning and that's enough to keep him going.

He catches sight of her through the trees and breaks into a loose jog.

"Hey, Andrea!" he calls.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-27 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
At the sound of Raylan's voice, she turns, crossbow by her side but ready to go if she needs it. Something has happened to the island and she's been on guard since leaving her hut this morning, waiting for something bad to appear that's all hers, but so far there are no roamers. Men with guns, one with a bow and arrow that she had to shoot and kill, but nothing that seems aimed at her.

"Hey," she says, then frowns. "You're hurt. What happened?"
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-27 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? Is Rachel okay?" If she wasn't, Andrea thinks Raylan would be with her right now, with her and Jess, but she needs to be sure of that first. Before the two of them do anything else, because if he's come to find her, she thinks she knows what he wants to do. She's a hunter and he knows that better than most of the other people in her life.

She's grateful that she has the crossbow with her now.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-28 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Andrea hefts the crossbow to show him she's on his side. Whatever he needs, she'll be there to do it even if she doesn't completely understand why this is happening. "Have you been tracking them?" she asks. "Any idea where they are?"

The fact that he's told her he's here, too, hasn't escaped her notice. She's just not sure what to do with it yet.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-28 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
There's already a bolt loaded in the crossbow and she has more on her back, so Andrea falls in line with Raylan, looking carefully around the area. "Neither will I," she assures him, which will be true enough. She's shot her sister, she's shot Dale, she can take care of Raylan if she has to, but she wonders if that's not something he'll need to do himself.

"This is what you haven't been talking about," she says as they walk.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-28 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"You could have told me," Andrea says, her gaze still sweeping back and forth. It's not quite like hunting roamers -- people can be quiet, for one, they can move with intent -- and so she's trying not to let anything else distract her. But with everything they've seen together, she hopes he knows that he could have told her. That she would have believed him.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-29 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He isn't looking at her, so Andrea hefts her crossbow to her shoulder briefly, then reaches over for Raylan's hand. She holds onto him only for a moment, just long enough to squeeze gently.

"And you," she says, adjusting the crossbow again. "I'll recognize you."
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-10-31 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Andrea doesn't know exactly what that might mean, but the way he says it makes it sound like it's nothing to be excited about. "Then I'm glad that you did get out," she says, looking through the trees, half-expecting to see Raylan burst through them and straight into their path. She's ready, she thinks, but she also doesn't quite know what she'll do if that happens.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-02 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Andrea stops when Raylan does, but she hefts the crossbow, keeping it trained on where she's seen the movement ahead of them. She doesn't know how dangerous these people are, but she's not about to take any chances. Not with Raylan's life, not with her own.

"Yeah, I'm really eager for an introduction," she says.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-03 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm the woman who'll have no problem putting an arrow through your eye if you get too close or make a fucking move with that gun that I don't like," Andrea answers and she has the crossbow trained exactly where it needs to be. She's still waiting for Raylan to take the lead and let her know what to do, but she can't look at him. Not now that she has a potential target.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-03 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not a threat. Just a fact," Andrea says calmly, keeping her crossbow trained exactly where it is, only moving it when Mags does, following the target of her left eye. So far she doesn't see anyone else, but that doesn't mean they're not there.

"You say the word, Raylan," she murmurs. "That's all."
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-04 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Andrea doesn't turn, though a part of her wants to. Instead, she takes a few careful steps back until she can see who Raylan's talking to out of the corner of her eye and she doesn't have to move her crossbow much to do it. She doesn't like this much, but she's not about to cut and run, though she also isn't sure what her next move should be.

In that moment, she really misses her gun.

"So how long should we expect this reunion to last?"
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-04 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
She squeezes the trigger when Raylan fires, letting the arrow loose without a second thought, watching it fly through the air and find its mark. She turns as soon as she's shot, toward Raylan and Arlo, yanking another arrow out of the quiver on her back at the same time. Just in case.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-06 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
In an instant, Andrea has the crossbow loaded, but it turns out her second arrow isn't needed and she lowers it, watching Raylan. The two of them are down, but that doesn't mean it's over. She's well aware of that given what he's told her.

"Are you okay?" she asks.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-07 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know," she says, glad for the weight of the crossbow in her hand. She doesn't even look back at Mags, just another casualty of what Andrea's been doing for years now. Maybe she shouldn't be so comfortable with killing, but there's not much to be done about it and there's no way to take it back.

"Do you think he's coming after you?" she asks. "Do we just have to wait?"
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-10 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Who else is important to you?" Andrea asks. There's Danny, but she suspects he's safe, too, still in the clinic as far as she knows, still under the watch of doctors and, hopefully, Steve. "If he went after Rachel, that's what he wants. To go after the people who matter."

Maybe she's reaching, maybe she doesn't completely understand what's happening, but it makes sense to her this way.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-11 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
At the movement, Andrea turns, crossbow raised, trying to track where it's coming from. It could be an animal for all she knows, but she isn't sure and she doesn't want to let her guard down, not even for a second.

She still doesn't know what she'll do if something wearing Raylan's face comes through those trees.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-12 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hiya, sweetheart," she answers, following him with the crossbow as he comes out of the trees. Her voice is steady, but seeing Raylan steps out toward them is unsettling in ways she doesn't know she'll ever be able to explain. He looks different, but not enough and she knows she's supposed to just shoot him, but she doesn't now if he can.

Briefly, she glances at Raylan -- her Raylan -- looking for some kind of idea as to what she's supposed to do.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-15 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Andrea steps back, closer to Raylan, making sure to keep him near. She still has the crossbow up, but she doesn't know if she can bring herself to pull the trigger. What she wants is some kind of permission. It doesn't matter which of them it comes from, she thinks. An aggressive move toward either of them will be permission enough.

But she wants Raylan to tell her it's okay.

"What do you want me to do?" she asks.
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[personal profile] uncanny_aim 2012-11-17 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
It seems like enough permission for the both of them. The Raylan across the clearing takes a step toward them, but that's as far as he gets. Andrea's gaze shifts back to him and she squeezes the trigger on her crossbow and she wonders, somewhere, if Zhuge disapproves of what she's using his beautiful weapon for, but it can't matter now.

The bolt hits him in the throat before he has the chance to take another step.