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Crim` dove behind the central desk and looked at his arm, jamming his knife into the wooden desk he leaned against. "Only knicked the skin and went right through... Well... I guess it's not all that bad." he muttered, frowning. His eyes drooped a bit. He shook his head quickly. "The hell?" he asked himself. He heard two gunshots and snapped out of it, looking down to his leg. "Heh, losing too much blood. Perhaps it's time I take my leave..." he said, tightening the cloth wrapped around his leg and then searching in the desk and finding a white cloth, wiping off his shoulder a bit.

He peeked above the desk with narrowed eyes, spying his jacket nearby. He'd keep low and crouched, moving toward it after grabbing his knife and then taking cover behind a shelf. He slipped it on, grunting a bit as it covered his wounded arm.

"Wait a minute... who was she shooting at just then? She doesn't generally waste ammo out of frustration..." he blinked. "...Though that would be funny..." he said, getting a rediculous visual of Kata in a form similar to Yosimite Sam, blasting the ground with her guns and hopping with each blast. He laughed, his own absurd thoughts getting the best of him. Perhaps it wouldn't be so great to be thinking of things like this while getting shot at. Crim` stood and frowned. "I hope she isn't shooting at that guy who helped me. It'd be bad karma if I let him get killed... Damnit..." he said to himself, clearly fighting with his conscience over whether to flee or go check it out.

He opted to check it out, shaking his head and breaking into a jog back in their direction, wincing a bit in pain as he noticed the stabbing sensation in his leg, the adrenaline from earlier apparently having worn off some. In moments he spotted Kata and instantly propelled himself into the air, using the momentum built up while running to launch himself into a spinning kick a few feet off of the ground which would aim his right foot at the bookshelf Kata had just landed on, striking a point just above it's center, knocking it over and causing another domino toppling effect. He'd push off of the bookshelf with his right foot after striking it, landing and taking a CQC stance, his knife held in his right hand reverse gripped, his knees bent and his left hand kept close to his right.

Crim` relaxed, standing upright and raising his arms at his side mockingly. "Don't forget your target is me, catgirl." he said, raising his knife to her , pointing it at her and then waving it back toward himself. He then turned a bit, his left side moving to face her as he simultaneously raised his left hand in front of him, letting his right arm fall to his side. He glanced to his wounded shoulder, trying to play it cool despite the pain from the gunshot wound. On his left middle finger he wore a silver ring, embedded on this ring was a green jewel, and within this jewel there seemed to be a constant swirl of energy which radiated in a brighter, almost neon green color. He stretched out his left hand, his fingers popping underneath his black glove and then his hand would relax, his left arm remaining extended.

"What do you say we let our gifts from above decide the outcome of tonight's little dance, hm?" he asked, a smirk on his face.

As Migy stepped back toward where she was still sitting, she got up and walked to his side. "She shot you?" the elf asked incredulously. "Well that wasn't very polite of her, but you did step into it didn't you? Would you like me to heal those wounds, or do you prefer the scars?"

Kat rolled her eyes at Crim's confidence. He'd been fairly cocky when she stole his wallet too.

"If that's how you want to play then..." She said, "Let's." As she said the last word, the bookshelf to Crim's right light on flame, her ring gleaming. It wasn't close enough to burn Crim, but she hoped it would distract him as she darted to her right between the still-standing bookshelves.

Hearing the fight start to get serious, he turned to Kelwyn taking her hand lightly in his. "Actually she shot me twice, and yes, I did put myself in that situation. I would be glad if you healed me; although, condidering the sudden change of events, it may be better if we left the library for now."

Even more proof that white was not Kat's colour. From now on, black. Or leather. Leather didn't stain as easily.

Either way, Kat felt, rather than saw, the crack and the earth heading her way. Not very good. Then again, since she was running straight ahead, and the crack, comparitively, was at an angle, it wasn't very bad either. Crim was aiming for where she was, or possibly for where she would be, but even with a bad leg, she still easily ran past the approaching attack.

She emerged from the other side of the rows of bookshelves, the shelves themselves making a slow decision to fall over, and turned to her left, running closer to Crim. The falling bookshelves and the flying pages partly hid her until she was parallel to Crim. She abruptly turned, heading straight towards Crim and hoping the flying pages would hide her a little longer until she got a bit closer. At least amid a flurry of white paper, her white clothes might provide a bit of additional camoflague.

Crim`s maroon eyes darted about quickly searching for Kata through all of the items that were being kicked up in the short amount of time after his attack. A silhouette... A shadow, anything would be useful, but he could make nothing out as the moment he saw a hint of a human form it seemed to move and disappear. "She's getting close..." he thought, eyes darting about. He opted to do only what he could think of and that was to use his position on the ground to his advatage. His hand was already planted upon the ground and he called forth the earth to send up a defensive wall that would cover his entire front side in a half-circle.