“I guess I hadn’t really thought of it that way,” she said, then pulled the trigger. Her lips curling up into a small smirk when the guard’s body went slack, slumping over his buddy, Rene put her black leather gloves back on and picked up the heavy metal briefcase all the while keeping the gun pointed at the head of agent’s friend. Tucking her short jet black hair behind her ears, she walked backwards towards the door of the lab keeping her gun locked on the wide-eyed scientist but was interrupted by a large body. She expected this. She jabbed his nether regions mercilessly with her elbow before he had a chance to say or do anything and turned swiftly. Hardly giving him a glance, she lodged a bullet between his eyes. More men. She darted out of the dark building as shots were fired, all aimed, badly she might add, towards her. Her eyes were radiant with excitement; she loved a good chase.
The “Prompted Ramble” posts: 5-10 minute freewrites (with approximately 5 minutes of minor editing) prompted by the first sentence, in bold. (They force me to write something fun besides poetry more often.)