('salright, posting can be kind of wonky sometimes.)

Seras Victoria HP: 98
Roll to Hit: 5 (Not even remotely close)

"To... t-NGGGH!"

Even if she wasn't lost in the sickly sweet aroma, it would have been difficult for Seras to track let alone react to the blur of movement the stranger changed into as she came in for another cleaving blow. Once again her supernatural instincts saved her, twitching her back as the spot she was just standing at turned into a killing floor... but not quite as cleanly as it did the first go around.

Stumbling away with a yelp, she could feel a trickle of blood working it's way down her stomach. Momentarily she was convinced that she must have been disembowled right then and there, but a quick glance down let her know that the worst had not come to pass... yet, Instead there was merely a light gash right below her chest; slightly piercing the skin... as well as slashing through her shirt, letting the undersides of her breasts droop through for the world to see.

"I..." the now clearly flustered trooper sputtered, face flushing as she brought up a forearm to try to hide the embarrassing sight. "I- I- STOP IT!"

Victoria squeezed her eyes shut as she brought her rifle up to bear with her free hand; treating it as easily as one would a pistol, despite it probably being powerful enough to partially level a building. But still she was forced back another step from the recoil when she fired, the air all around her filled with the thundering boom of the report.

In any normal fight, this would be more than enough to vaporize any problem. Probably even sufficient for most *ab*normal situations as well.

After all, what are the odds of someone being trained to dodge bullets?