He gave Jackie a nod and a three finger countdown, before he sprinted, slowly, for the weapon. The armor was still damned heavy.<br/><br/>He grabbed the weapon, rolled, came skidding to a stop, and slammed it up onto his shoulder. "Hey Gearbox, since you wouldn't chill out, FUCK OFF!"<br/><br/><em>So my snappy comebacks needed work, sue me.</em>He aimed and fired at the same time, though if he missed, he was not likely to get another shot, at least not with this one. Talon would close, rip the weapon from him, and likely begin peeling the armor off him.<br/><br/>(Shoot 4)