Jay reloads and fires, worrying about the rifleman first and then the archers. He growls softly as an arrow skins across his shoulder, deflected by his armour but leaving a scratch on the smooth black surface. He shoots the archer in the head, taking him down in single messy shot.
Satisfied there are no more targets he can get from here, he fires his jump line across the ridge and draws a hand gun. "Bringing the fight to you."
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Date: 2014-03-20 11:24 am (UTC)Satisfied there are no more targets he can get from here, he fires his jump line across the ridge and draws a hand gun. "Bringing the fight to you."