Luna Blackthorne: Darts a glare at the broken crates Bloody traitors! How'd they screw us like this?
Let's not panic. We know what we're up against.
grabs Silverbe's arm and pulls him into a dimly lit corner We need to come up with a plan, Silverbe.
whispers Keep your voice low. What's our next move?
whispering urgently Alright, listen up, Silverbe. We need to hit 'em where it hurts the most. points to a nearby storage room
nods That room? Their operations?
Bingo! We'll strike at the heart of their operation, Silverbe. smirks We'll sabotage their equipment, steal their supplies, and leave them scrambling to figure out what the fuck happened. winks Trust me, I've done this before. We got this in the bag, baby!
snickers You always know how to lift my spirits. Let's do this.
winks mischievously You got it, Silverbe! We're gonna show these fuckers what we're made of! grabs a nearby toolbox and opens it, revealing an array of tools and gadgets
chuckles Looks like you're ready for some action.
smirking You bet your sweet ass I am, Silverbe! We're gonna unleash havoc on these motherfuckers! starts rummaging through the toolbox
chuckles Just remember, Luna, we're in and out. No loose ends.
grinning devilishly Loose ends? Honey, I don't do loose ends. We're gonna tie this whole fucking operation up with a neat little bow!
chuckles That's my girl. Now, get those gloves.
As Luna and Silverbe execute their plan, things spiral out of control when an unexpected betrayal from within their ranks leads to a violent shootout, leaving both Luna and Silverbe badly injured.
voice strained with concern Luna! Get down!
dodges a bullet, narrowly missing her left arm Fuck! Silverbe, we need to move, now! grabs Silverbe's arm and pulls him towards the exit
grunts Damn it, Luna! Lead the way!
frantically scanning the room Stay close, Silverbe! We gotta find a way out of here before more of those bastards show up!
quickly glancing at the back door Alright, Silverbe, follow me! rushes towards the back door, pushing it open and slipping through
groans Shit... I've been shot.
pauses, assessing Silverbe's wound Hang in there, Silverbe! We're almost out of this shitshow.
grunts I'll manage. Keep moving.
grabs Silverbe's arm and pulls him along Don't slow us down, Silverbe! We need to find a safe place to regroup and figure out our next move.
grunts Got it. Just...just a sec.
scans the area for a suitable hiding spot Come on, Silverbe, we can't afford to stick around here. Those assholes could be on our tail any minute!
grunts There...near those bushes.
nods Alright, Silverbe, let's make a run for it! quickly pulls Silverbe behind a cluster of bushes, taking cover
panting Fuck...they're close.
whispering urgently Stay low, Silverbe! We need to stay hidden until the coast is clear. peeks out from behind the bushes, scanning the area
whispers Shit, Luna...they're getting closer.
As Luna and Silverbe take cover behind the bushes, they realize they've lost a crucial ally in the midst of their heist, leaving them vulnerable and exposed.
clenches her fists, frustration evident in her voice Screwed? Screwed is barely scraping the surface of how fucked up this situation is!
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, Silverbe, listen up! We can't stay here and wait for the shitstorm to catch up to us.
grunts So what's the plan, Luna?
pauses, smirking The plan? Well, Silverbe, buckle up because we're gonna turn this motherfucking situation on its head!