*fires at the aliens chasing zara*
Comms: hurry zara!
*a strange feeling overcomes myself*
Comms: nm...
*the rifle shakily points at zara*
Comms: no.... Stop....
*the rifle goes back and forth*
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Oh shit. *runs to give medical attention*
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*takes rifle* Thats a friendly smart one.
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*you realize a shot was fired*
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*slaps in face Wake up man!
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Comms: mm... *rifle then suddenly steadies and the trigger is pulled* Comms: no!
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[b]NOOO[/b] A gravity pulse flattens all the aliens around Zara, and nearly takes out the chopper.