Kelly slings the rocket launcher over her shoulder, and leaps into the air, executing two flips and a twist on her way to the ground, rolling to lessen the impact, coming up as near the turbaned man as she can.
She draws her beloved Eagle in mid-air, steadying the rocket launcher with the other arm as she comes up from the roll, pointing the hand cannon at the turbaned man, either not having noticed, or not caring someone has a rifle pointed her way.
"Don't move or Allah will need a spatula to collect you." she shouts at the downed man in Arabic. Truth be told, her Arabic is terrible. She's just practiced that phrase.
"Your name, now!" she insists loudly, looking for any sign of hesitation while she badgers him. She's going to be damned sure this isn't a decoy.
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