Shots fired out of the dark, narrowly missing Belle's right ear as they whizzed past. She twisted, pressing her back against the nearest wall, away from where those bullets had come. She snarled, and called out "You're only making this worse for yourselves; give up now, and we'll make this painless!" Three more shots in their direction were her answer, accompanied by the sounds of a couple running as fast as the Renegade's feet would carry them. "Damn it all, why don't they ever give in when I offer mercy?" she asked, cocking her own weapon and whisking herself away toward the roof, after the sounds of hurried footsteps. She had no idea where her partner had disappeared to, but of course that wasn't really any of her concern just now. "Alexander de la Bar'ac, you imbecile, give in now, or I swear to all that is dark in this world I will make your death as slow and painful as possible, you fucking worm of a man!" she called after the pair ahead of her. She heard the latch to the roof open, and heard someone slip through. Whispers filled with despair and some kind of twisted version of love reached her ears, and she snorted. She peeked around the corner, her firing arm up and ready, and was met with a bullet in her shoulder. Pain blossomed, and her arm fell to her side, before she heard the second person slip through the door to the roof. "Damn." she groaned, feeling her arm for an exit wound; the bullet hadn't gone through her arm, thank goodness, but it hurt like all hell, and she was about to lose her targets. "Damn, damn, damn." Deciding that she could and would handle the pain later, Belle pushed herself away from her wall, and ran toward the door. She held her bloody hand out the door, palm outward, a sign of temporary peace. "Look, give in now, and this will all be over soon." she called. She listened for a moment, and laughed as she heard that fatal last click of an empty chamber. "Bingo." she whispered to herself, and she was out the door in less than a heartbeat. She spotted her target, Alexander, and his Changed lover, and grinned. She took step after leisurely step towards them, a grin on her face. "Unless you're going to jump down fifty three floors to your inevitable death to escape, it seems we've come to our conclusion." she said, raising a dark brow in sardonic amusement. "Oh, I do love my job." Taking another step, Alexander threw his hands up, and stood in front of his lover. "Wait! Wait, please, I beg you!" he pleaded. She snorted, and crossed her arms, forcing herself not to wince as her arm pulsated in pain. A few drops fell down her leather-sheathed arm, and landed on the roof. "Oh, this should be good." she laughed. I suppose I ought to wait for the newbie to catch up anyway. she thought to herself, smiling.