<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/database/haydenpanettiere/hayden_panettiere300.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Game Master<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Astartes Arbites<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entrance to a slave pit, Low Hive<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>Two<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Cat Thebes, Callidon<br/><br/>The sound of gunfire was near deafening as the guards began to return fire.  Their own weapons were more antiquated but no less effective.  A round slammed into the hard surface of the wall where Cat’s body would have been if not for the added protection.  Some chunks of construction tossed up into her face just as she pulled her own trigger, the pistol shot going wide of her intended target.  Callidon felt and heard the tearing of cheap wood at his feet as one bullet struck there.  The woman beneath him screamed in fear as if the bullet was meant for her instead of him.  From atop the catwalk a few men were moving now, trying to gain some position to return fire.  Yet through the scope Callidon could see that none held scopes on their rifles, meant more for intimidation than effectiveness.  Through the gunfire he could also hear a couple of curses and the sound of two weapons jamming, their own quickly trying to clear the chambers.<br/><br/>---OOC—<br/>Two enemies jammed.  Cover absorbed shots for Callidon and Thebes.