(Thanks, I try)

B.B. HP: 64
Roll to Hit: 11 (Tie, but I had to *Beat* your speed so it's a miss)

Hood attempted to follow up her first strike with a kneecapping, but found her left hook knocked away with an errant kick. Due to the force behind it her hand plowed into the cobbles and stuck there, but that would only be an inconvenience for these new gizmos. All she'd have to do is activate another blast, and the kickback should easily-

At first she did not realize what exactly happened as a red blur passed in front of her and she was once again free to move. The sudden lack of resistance to her instinctual pulling made her fall back a few steps before she could regain her balance and start to put things together.

Her arm hurt. Or rather, a very specific part of her arm hurt and everything below that was alarmingly quiet.

The Darkhunter raised what was left of her left arm in front of her, and color began to drain from her face as she examined the near-surgical-grade stump. Her pupils slowly narrowed to pinpricks, and she began to babble.

"My arm. It-it's GONE. You took. My arm."

The newly crippled little girl in red turned to lock gazes with the other of very much the same, and what Ruby saw froze her blood cold. Hood was obviously in shock; the adrenaline overload clearly showing itself in the twitches of her eyes and shivering of her body. But despite all that, she had once again broken into a wide-toothy smile. Coupled with her beady eyes and shuddering, she very well could have stepped straight out of a nightmare.

"Doesn't matter. With the money I'm getting, I'll BUY another one!"

Hood threw her remaining hand back, causing the attached gauntlet to emit a CH-CHKK as it ejected spent rounds and loaded new ones. Staring down her bounty, B.B. assumed a defensive stance and bellowed:

"About time you finally snapped! Gimme all you got, goth girl!"