Dispatch, we've got a situation---

[lockley]

This is 4-Tango-12, Angel's Flight, we've got ten civilians freed, at least two seriously wounded, send more ambulances... ten hostiles down and out, repeat, ten down and out ... five, repeat, five hostiles STILL AT LARGE ... Request back-up to ensure containment of the area... hissss*crackle*

Holy shit. What in the hell is *that*?!

*BANG!*

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[lovelorne]

HEY!!!!

Watch where you're aiming that thing, sister, you nearly took my left horn off!

And don't look at me like that, I'm one of the good guys!

Wes! Gunn! Call her off, okay???

*staring*

[lockley]

...say what?

Wes, what the --- Oh.

Um. Sorry, Mr, uh, Lorne. Wait. Lorne? A green Lorne? Are you kidding me?

Uh, hope your'e okay, but, don't run into a firefight again! I'd have shot at you if you were human too, by the way.

Sorry. < wince >