B.B. HP: 93
Roll to Hit: 15 (Hit, just baaarely not double damage)
Roll to Damage: 11 - 1 = 10

How cute, the Huntress still thought that walking away was still on the table here. Or even that... well, maybe it was a bit too early to let THAT cat out of the bag...

Ruby was a quick one without a doubt, but in her line of work the Darkhunter was no stranger to blurs such as her. While not able to keep up with such an adversary, there were certainly ways to predict or funnel the speedster's movements. Dipping under her cloak for a moment, one of Hood's hands reappeared holding an Uzi that she began firing in the middle of the melee.

To an untrained eye it would appear that she was shooting wildly; not aiming at all, and just filling the air with bullets like a spastic that accidentally pulled the trigger and was now too surprised to let go. They... were right. Kind of. The main idea was to fill a certain area around her with unpredictable danger, meaning that if the Huntress had any sense in her head she would have moved to a location not in the shooter's firing cone.

Like, say, right behind her opponent.

Not even turning her head to look, Baby Bonnie Hood redrew her combat knife with her free hand and spun to stab the area she was facing away from. The poacher was rewarded with a ragged gasp and a wet thunk as the blade hit home against Ruby's stomach, tearing against the laces of her corset as she slumped against the intruder.

"I'm not here just to kill you, kid", Bonnie replied, finally turning fully to face her opponent. She brought her pistol up against the Huntress' temple and held it there for a moment, staring into the girl's fear filled gray eyes.

"The client was VERY specific. He wanted me to draw it out, make you suffer. Break your innocent little spirit before wrapping up with your adorable little body."

Hood drew back the gun, but it was not an act of mercy. Instead she redoubled her focus on the embedded knife, pulling upwards and out before kicking her target away. The end result was that the Huntress was knocked back with a new wound to the gut... and the front of her dress torn wide open right down the middle.

"I'll be takin' pictures alright. No one's EVER gonna believe what I'm going to do to you otherwise."