Luka. On my mark-! [ stumbles in with a beep beep beep coming from the rocket launcher slung over her shoulder. She glances back, and grits her teeth, upon noticing an overall lack of Luka ] What the-!?
[ pulls down on the trigger without meaning to, stumbling back from the recoil ] Nnrg... [ FWOOOOSHBOOM ]
[ congrats, DR. There is now a smoking
(
Read more... )