[Caitlyn could almost laugh. Almost, if the situation weren't so very intense. This girl is extremely childish, and it shows in her approach to all this. Complaining less about being shot and more about being called a girl? Was it some sort of game to her? Of course, that led to darker thoughts, the brief amusement vanishing in the face of a slew of facts learned that helped her understand her foe. She was young, she was insecure, she was hotblooded, and she was used to fighting dirty...but not used to really fighting at all. She likely had something to prove to her fellows, too, but that thought was mere speculation that Caitlyn filed away.
Other questions sprang to mind, too. Did Vaeka's life amount to anything to Misa at all, or was she just an opportunity for furthering some other goal? Did she really understand that she was in mortal danger? Was she committed to the cause that far? All of those and more swirled through Caitlyn's mental calculations, as was her nature as a detective.
Her attention darted towards the sound of shattering glass and the footfalls of Misa's feet. There's no clear shot, so she doesn't attempt it, the raised walkway around the building she's currently on mostly obscuring the girl as she makes her dash and heads for cover.
Noting the location, Caitlyn keeps low, sliding further down to try and get a better angle while Misa ducks inside. Firing wildly into the building was a poor idea, and it could cost her quite a bit, giving her away or even causing the collateral damage she was trying to avoid. No, for now she was content to wait for the younger woman to try something.]
You're more than welcome to try. You'll find I'm rather elusive, and I'm a cop. I've seen many, many dirty tricks. You wouldn't be the first to try one.
If you walk away, I'll let you go without another shot. I would rather not take lethal action, if I can avoid it.
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Other questions sprang to mind, too. Did Vaeka's life amount to anything to Misa at all, or was she just an opportunity for furthering some other goal? Did she really understand that she was in mortal danger? Was she committed to the cause that far? All of those and more swirled through Caitlyn's mental calculations, as was her nature as a detective.
Her attention darted towards the sound of shattering glass and the footfalls of Misa's feet. There's no clear shot, so she doesn't attempt it, the raised walkway around the building she's currently on mostly obscuring the girl as she makes her dash and heads for cover.
Noting the location, Caitlyn keeps low, sliding further down to try and get a better angle while Misa ducks inside. Firing wildly into the building was a poor idea, and it could cost her quite a bit, giving her away or even causing the collateral damage she was trying to avoid. No, for now she was content to wait for the younger woman to try something.]
You're more than welcome to try. You'll find I'm rather elusive, and I'm a cop. I've seen many, many dirty tricks. You wouldn't be the first to try one.
If you walk away, I'll let you go without another shot. I would rather not take lethal action, if I can avoid it.