Isixam dodged the attempted crash, and took the first shove. He gave the orc a completely unimpressed look, and then deliberately sized up the cluster. He then shrugged, expertly pulled and primed a flechette grenade, and tossed it into the center of the group, as his other hand drew the handgun. The pulse gun was in his off hand, but feeling the cool metal against the ganger's chin as parts of his gang flew by would hopefully encourage friendliness.<br/><br/>attack (grenade) 22(+10)