Gordon's not smiling. But there's an air of grim satisfaction as he steps forward and pulls the secondary trigger on his pulse rifle.
WHOMMMM goes the air as the dark energy orb hurtles into the nearest cluster of synths. Two of them are unfortunate enough to come in contact with the field at the same time, lifting briefly upwards as visible light coruscates over their bodies- and then they disintegrate into vile-smelling piles of ash.
Gordon's not watching, of course. There is only so much time for follow-through when you've got to make the next orb count- and when you have to start laying down pulse rifle fire in earnest. The synths might be bulletproof, but the pulse rifle fires dark energy slugs, not bullets.
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Date: 2011-07-05 12:39 am (UTC)Gordon's not smiling. But there's an air of grim satisfaction as he steps forward and pulls the secondary trigger on his pulse rifle.
WHOMMMM goes the air as the dark energy orb hurtles into the nearest cluster of synths. Two of them are unfortunate enough to come in contact with the field at the same time, lifting briefly upwards as visible light coruscates over their bodies- and then they disintegrate into vile-smelling piles of ash.
Gordon's not watching, of course. There is only so much time for follow-through when you've got to make the next orb count- and when you have to start laying down pulse rifle fire in earnest. The synths might be bulletproof, but the pulse rifle fires dark energy slugs, not bullets.