[Good enough for him. Red gives a quick strike of his sword to one of the more stubborn vines in his path, and- hugging his gear close- he bolts in through the alley, pausing only to ensure the path was clear behind him-- and firing off a couple rounds into one that had started creeping back into the path.
...How many had he fired by now? Furballs, he'd lost count, and he wasn't going to be able to reload while half-naked. He'd have to carefully ration the last shot or two shots until they made some distance for themselves.]
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Date: 2019-04-19 11:38 pm (UTC)...How many had he fired by now? Furballs, he'd lost count, and he wasn't going to be able to reload while half-naked. He'd have to carefully ration the last shot or two shots until they made some distance for themselves.]
C'mon, hurry up...!