Richard noticed grenades lining the jacket with the pins pulled.
"Well...shit." Richard said before the grenades went off. The sheer number of blasts and amount of shrapnel damaged the helmet of the suit, the helmet began to shut down. He was seriously beginning to hate this day, first the damn agility test, the snake, and now this. As the optics in his helmet shut down he knew he would be blind if he left it on, and found out if he took it off. He was pissed that he was going to be hounded by reporters now as well as have to repair it.
He took off his helmet and activated the blades on the suit and walked up behind the super before running one of the blades through his back. He wouldn't be paralyzed or killed, but he certainly wasn't going to be fighting anymore. Richard grabbed his helmet where it laid on the ground before walking out of the bank. He stormed over to Garrus.
"You tell me where that fucking bastard who just ran out of this bank right now!"
"Well...shit." Richard said before the grenades went off. The sheer number of blasts and amount of shrapnel damaged the helmet of the suit, the helmet began to shut down. He was seriously beginning to hate this day, first the damn agility test, the snake, and now this. As the optics in his helmet shut down he knew he would be blind if he left it on, and found out if he took it off. He was pissed that he was going to be hounded by reporters now as well as have to repair it.
He took off his helmet and activated the blades on the suit and walked up behind the super before running one of the blades through his back. He wouldn't be paralyzed or killed, but he certainly wasn't going to be fighting anymore. Richard grabbed his helmet where it laid on the ground before walking out of the bank. He stormed over to Garrus.
"You tell me where that fucking bastard who just ran out of this bank right now!"