Reply To: IC 2076

  • adamu

    Member
    October 17, 2017 at 6:11 pm

    Al didn’t exactly have runner’s legs, but he covered the distance to Monarch’s turncoat in nine steps, pulling the trigger every three. Despite running and having his senses battered by Rick’s sorcery, the voodoo gods kept Al’s aim true and all three loads hit in tight patterns on the guy’s center mass.

    The bad news was that while his tac vest was shredded and he definitely knew Al was there, he barely staggered.

    The good news was that as he raised his weapon – lightning fast – to return fire, the first round misfired even as his clip ejected itself and fell to the floor.

    Behind him, some part of Al heard another loud noise at the airlock, but he was busy making a loud noise of his own in the guy’s helmet with the hardened butt of his Remington…..