Shiro's senses and instincts allowed him to just barely avoid getting killed as he jumped to the side, though the bullet still left a hole in his left shoulder. Shiro yelped in pain and dived into the nearest store for cover. He held his wounded shoulder and panted for several moments before running out again. The bullet knocked a small bit of sense into him as he began darting from cover to cover, into stores or behind stands in a rapid zig zag towards the sniper. All the while his nose and ears narrowed down their position.<br/><br/>Vincent chuckled and shook his head "I can't help, but think there's some sort of catch, but I don't think we can really fight a virus very well... and I've had quite enough of machines, so that just leaves this family of three..." He said with a shrug and placed a hand on his gun, glancing at the others.