Post by Paperbag Fill on Mar 25, 2023 3:29:13 GMT
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"I'm fine," John replied curtly, eyes scanning ahead as he lead Sienna.
He needed to be fine. He would be. The fight ahead would need him to be at his best.
Two people ahead. One running back through the hallway past them, the other remaining at the pilot's seat. As he neared, John's eyes quickly looked over the man who ran by them. One of the passengers. Only the color of the man's hair helped John distinguish him from the rest. His vision was getting worse. Diagnostics were nearly completing and a full reboot would be necessary.
Stopping close to the door and stepping to the side, Johnathan motioned with one hand and ushered Sienna through the door before him. He took a step before stopping.
</DIAGNOSTICS COMPLETE. COMMENCING OCULAR REBOOT.>
About time. But this meant he would be a sitting duck if in these next few moments his system took rebooting were the same moments in which the intruders were shooting at him. No matter, he needed to get this done. Get Sienna to safety.
"Here. Take this."
And provide her a means to protect the pilot and herself. His hand unholstered the weapon at his side before outstretching the silenced handgun towards her. He sure hoped it was towards her. He could hear her heartbeat at least, and that it was right in front of him.
"The safety is off, so don't put your finger on trigger until you need to use it."
Moving away from the doorway slightly, the man set the suitcase down before unlatching the locks. Opening the case, Johnathan kept speaking as he began to sift through the clothing, feeling his way and finding his way towards his equipment hidden under the clothes. An unloaded seven-cylinder revolver. He could feel the cool metal and the grip. Two speed loaders, full of ammo each. A health stim and an energy cell. An unloaded stun gun and a separate magazine. One smoke grenade. And a standard communication device, one meant to be used for emergency or as a spare in case the detective's own internal device became damaged or defect.
He offered the communicator to the light elf.
"Take this too. Only way you're going to be able to reach me or anyone else who may be friend."
Holstering the revolver and keeping the stun gun in hand, both fully-loaded and ready to fire, the detective closed his case but left the latches unlocked before kicking the suitcase into the pilot's room, leaving the rest of his supplies with the pair. His only warning for the Asteri was to motion for her to get out of the way.
"You lock this door, and you don't open it for anyone. Shoot anyone who tries to get in. And help Sevvi."
He shrugged as he could hear the frustration in Sevvi's voice and even more so in her heartbeat. Stress was a killer. "If she wants it. Sounds like she's busy. But, otherwise, keep that gun aimed at the door."
He needed to be fine. He would be. The fight ahead would need him to be at his best.
Two people ahead. One running back through the hallway past them, the other remaining at the pilot's seat. As he neared, John's eyes quickly looked over the man who ran by them. One of the passengers. Only the color of the man's hair helped John distinguish him from the rest. His vision was getting worse. Diagnostics were nearly completing and a full reboot would be necessary.
Stopping close to the door and stepping to the side, Johnathan motioned with one hand and ushered Sienna through the door before him. He took a step before stopping.
</DIAGNOSTICS COMPLETE. COMMENCING OCULAR REBOOT.>
About time. But this meant he would be a sitting duck if in these next few moments his system took rebooting were the same moments in which the intruders were shooting at him. No matter, he needed to get this done. Get Sienna to safety.
"Here. Take this."
And provide her a means to protect the pilot and herself. His hand unholstered the weapon at his side before outstretching the silenced handgun towards her. He sure hoped it was towards her. He could hear her heartbeat at least, and that it was right in front of him.
"The safety is off, so don't put your finger on trigger until you need to use it."
Moving away from the doorway slightly, the man set the suitcase down before unlatching the locks. Opening the case, Johnathan kept speaking as he began to sift through the clothing, feeling his way and finding his way towards his equipment hidden under the clothes. An unloaded seven-cylinder revolver. He could feel the cool metal and the grip. Two speed loaders, full of ammo each. A health stim and an energy cell. An unloaded stun gun and a separate magazine. One smoke grenade. And a standard communication device, one meant to be used for emergency or as a spare in case the detective's own internal device became damaged or defect.
He offered the communicator to the light elf.
"Take this too. Only way you're going to be able to reach me or anyone else who may be friend."
Holstering the revolver and keeping the stun gun in hand, both fully-loaded and ready to fire, the detective closed his case but left the latches unlocked before kicking the suitcase into the pilot's room, leaving the rest of his supplies with the pair. His only warning for the Asteri was to motion for her to get out of the way.
"You lock this door, and you don't open it for anyone. Shoot anyone who tries to get in. And help Sevvi."
He shrugged as he could hear the frustration in Sevvi's voice and even more so in her heartbeat. Stress was a killer. "If she wants it. Sounds like she's busy. But, otherwise, keep that gun aimed at the door."