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Zouichi slipped past the human port workers, nodding politely in response to their apologies. A planet that forbade the Daligig from approaching it... how interesting. Clearly, their hosts' reach wasn't as all-encompassing as they liked to let on. There were things to do aboard the ship as well, but for now perhaps it was time to do some long-awaited searching for supplies.
Food, seeds, gadgets... and weapons. Afterward, perhaps he'd find a crew member or two to have a discreet chat with. It was now or never, now that they were finally (temporarily) out from under the ship's constant monitoring. He sent out a quick message on his Omnicomm, then made his way along a row of storefronts.
Weapons first, he decided. Then food.
Food, seeds, gadgets... and weapons. Afterward, perhaps he'd find a crew member or two to have a discreet chat with. It was now or never, now that they were finally (temporarily) out from under the ship's constant monitoring. He sent out a quick message on his Omnicomm, then made his way along a row of storefronts.
Weapons first, he decided. Then food.
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As they were talking, a group of teenagers were starting their way across the bridge. Unfortunately for them, they set off the mines. Doubly unfortunately for them, they were laser mines that sent beams off in all directions, which then proceeded to bounce off the mirrored surface of the bridge. They hit the hapless group and scored a fresh series of hits for Team Shoot At Children and Also the Elderly.
Pfffft I loled.
"Okay, let's move before they get revenge on us. Isn't there a cul-de-sac we can lead them to up this way to the left?" The mines trick would work just as well in a bottlenecked area, and while Zouichi undoubtedly remembers the map better, Howard made an effort to memorize it.
Re: Pfffft I loled.
Because conceivably, he could get some grappling action in there and pull them both up and out of the dead end.
Re: Pfffft I loled.
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Zouichi held out a gloved hand. "Well, grab on."
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As their pursuers approached, he tossed a laser grenade into their midst.
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Or they could risk their victory and keep shooting for the hell of it. Howard waits to see what Zou decides.
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Just as he was finishing that remark, what appeared to be a (laser) missile whistled past them. Apparently, one of the rabble had picked up a launcher. "Okay, I guess we could run for it."
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"I'm still voting for knocking down the maze walls on them! They're not heavy enough to hurt!" Probably.
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That done, he ran off in the direction Howard had retreated. "Forty-seven seconds," he announced.