Gunfire!<br/><br/>With bad marksman ship, Lew noted immediately after. Sounded like every shot had been a miss. But it was close so the target must be close, prompting Lew to pick up speed.<br/><br/>He turned a corner to see Sil fleeing down a hallway, but she was fleeing towards him.<span style="font-style: italic">Lucky for me, unfortunate for her</span>, he thought, a devilish grin spread across the Shepard's muzzle and he shouldered his SMG.<br/><br/>The soft<span style="font-style: italic">click</span>of the safety being released was all the warning he gave before he opened fire upon Sil.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Pachirisu_And_Asmodeus wrote:</cite>"Other than a hangover the size of Texas, I feel fine." Fera groaned a bit.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"It will pass with time," Oneiro said, smiling. "Besides Maline is right. It is your fault. Perhaps you'll learn from this, eh?"