OOC: Not exactly what I meant...
"Son of a *****!" James gasped as the rifle was painfully ripped from his grasp. Springing to his feet, he resisted the pull of the magnet on his other weapons, and began to move swiftly towards the guard, stumbling slightly as he tried to control his forward momentum.
"Nice trick you've got there, but I don't need a gun to give you the same message I gave your colleagues!" He shouted as he began to move faster, his fingers flexing in preparation.
"Son of a *****!" James gasped as the rifle was painfully ripped from his grasp. Springing to his feet, he resisted the pull of the magnet on his other weapons, and began to move swiftly towards the guard, stumbling slightly as he tried to control his forward momentum.
"Nice trick you've got there, but I don't need a gun to give you the same message I gave your colleagues!" He shouted as he began to move faster, his fingers flexing in preparation.