Lemme try this again

Lilith hurried after him and snuck one of his knives from his belt. “Right you are. How should we do this?”

"I go high you go low?" He offered.

Lilith paused, spinning the knife in her hand. “Yeah. Sounds good.”

Jules nodded and dove back into the fray, firing his gun maniacally.

Lilith ducked her head and scooted under him, slipping between the guards. So what she was going to ignore his plan? There were more up ahead, for sure.

She better not pull a surprise deviation from the plan on me again… Jules thought, kneeing a guard in a tender area.

Lilith smirked lightly as she turned a corner, squinting down a hall. She gasped lightly when she felt a hand, turned around and cut whomever it was in the chest. The guard fell, grasping a cut in his neck.

Jules, with some kind of twisted luck, kicked a guard in the head, who in turn fell onto the other, their head colliding painfully.
He raced after her. She's dead meat if she runs into another squad.

Lilith looked around, swallowing. Should she wait for him here? Yes. She snuck back around the corner, slamming right into him as he rounded it.

Jules stumbled back, then regained his balance. "Don't do either of those things again please."

Lilith grabbed onto his shoulders, panting lightly. “I won’t… I promise.”

"LOOK OUT!" Jules pulled her down as another pirate fired at them. Just one this time. Jules pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger, only to hear the click of an empty barrel.
"Cover me," He ordered.

Lilith pushed him off and grabbed out her gun again. “I have one bullet. Distract him?”

"How?" Jules huffed, glancing around. "There's nothing to distract him wi-" A shiny metal grating caught his eyes.

A vent.

Let's make a dash for the vent. That'll buy us some time.

(I'm getting a taste of my own medicine apparently)

(Don’t be that way -.-

Lmao but you are)

(Lmao nice)

(.p.)

(Respond to it you twat)

(nAH)

(fITE ME IRL)

(cOME ON CACH ME OUSIDE)

(DON'T MAKE ME COME OVER THERE BITCH I WILL DROP KICK YOUR ASS THROUGH my heart)

(Bump)

(oh that would be nice i’d like that)

(;-;)

(hugs)

(hugs back

You realize this problem could be easily remedied)

(How tho)

"How?" Jules huffed, glancing around. "There's nothing to distract him wi-" A shiny metal grating caught his eyes.

A vent.

Let's make a dash for the vent. That'll buy us some time.

(gestures)