[Elena goes on the run. Maybe that's a dramatic way of putting it, but something in her is just terrified, and she can't quiet it. So she packs her gun and a couple of knives and spends a few days changing locations in the city—never sleeping in the same place twice, always moving as carefully as she can.
Which isn't to say she can't be caught off-guard. When someone catches up to her that she doesn't expect, Elena whirls around, gun in hand.]
Elena Fisher | prey
Which isn't to say she can't be caught off-guard. When someone catches up to her that she doesn't expect, Elena whirls around, gun in hand.]
Stop right there!