<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #408000">Alias</span></span><br/><br/>Alias was ever so slightly confused at first when he started to use the gun. The big problem was making it so that his claws would not scratch against the sides of the triggers or slip off. When he tried to use the flats of his fingers, it was only more difficult. "Ghurr... trouble firing gun... sorry" he growled softly. Finally, his hands caught onto the gun in a comfortable position and almost instantly, bullets began to rain down from above. It was a miracle he did not accidently bomb every single thing below in one spot with all the trouble he was having, especially since his arm was still hurt. The reverberations from the gun not doing him any favors.