The man put his revolver back in it's holster as Vicky dropped her knife, cringing from pain all over his body as he did so. He crawled back so he could lean against a wall before he tried speaking again.
"[color=01A9DB]Thankee. I do not wish to cause conflict, but I will not see a weapon pointed at me without cause.[/color]" He said to Vicky.
"[color=01A9DB]Help? Is that not a weapon in your hands?[/color]" He said to medic. He prepared to draw his revolver again, if he felt that he needed to.
Once he had two guns pointed at him, he tried to raise his hands in surrender but was only able to get them a few inches off the ground. He could have easily taken on both Dace and the robot if he were healthy, but he did not trust his reflexes in his current state.[hr]
Tavish yelled in pain when he was shot, dropping his grenade launcher and calling for the medic's aid.
"[color=01A9DB]Thankee. I do not wish to cause conflict, but I will not see a weapon pointed at me without cause.[/color]" He said to Vicky.
"[color=01A9DB]Help? Is that not a weapon in your hands?[/color]" He said to medic. He prepared to draw his revolver again, if he felt that he needed to.
Once he had two guns pointed at him, he tried to raise his hands in surrender but was only able to get them a few inches off the ground. He could have easily taken on both Dace and the robot if he were healthy, but he did not trust his reflexes in his current state.[hr]
Tavish yelled in pain when he was shot, dropping his grenade launcher and calling for the medic's aid.