And on B-floor, she was waiting. Leaning against the door to his room, knowing the creature would always seek the comfort of its "home turf". He wasn't difficult to study, from the perception of someone who had hunted prey far more daunting than this creature in the past. Her arm cannon was primed, ready to charge with barely a thought. She would have no trouble aiming whichever way he came from
( ... )
Lyle having taken the subtly indicated spot, stood in a nervous, if ready stance. He breathed deeply and reminded himself that the damage that had been done last time would not be repeated. From the way she had conducted herself, the reflection seemed bound and determined not to be distracted by his presence, not to lose focus, and so much the better
( ... )
"Did you ever think that maybe there was a reason for why I've said those--" And, in the mirrors, Garrus cut himself off, just as surprised as his reflection by what was in B-Floor hall. However, instead of the rage his reflection felt, something like relief took over in him. Maybe now... this could end. And no one else would get hurt because of what he'd done
( ... )
Samus' reflection was, indeed, capable of dodging, although she was momentarily distracted when the shots broke out, moving her arm canon in front of Lyle momentarily to deflect a bullet that was heading toward his heart. Although she knew it wouldn't connect - between what he wore and the rules reflections operated under - she was still a protector. She hadn't brought Lyle here to put him in danger. She had brought him here to make a point
( ... )
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