<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/D6yF5Gu.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Drop</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052519#msg12052519)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>-Internal Screaming-</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>Nobody</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td><del>1</del> 2</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/>Jane made a long exhalation of air.<em>"So they're a ninja now, hunh?"</em>She muttered. Looking at her feed, Jane decided that the buggy would be the last thing to drive off in- not with a dead guy outside it. The grenades on the feeds confirmed her suspicions, at least one was an EMP, that meant the Buggy was out of the picture and the snake was likely slithering down a side alley. Therein lied a very good opportunity. A pretty good chance existed that the target's intel was lacking one, critical piece of information: the mesh-disconnected sniper sitting happily far away, just waiting for some poor sap to actually leave the damnable building blocking her shot at the Aug Parlor. Jane reloaded her rifle; this was precisely why she was up here in the first place. She just needed to-<br/><br/><strong>*Chink chink!*</strong><br/><br/>Jane twitched so hard that her exosuit reflected the movement.<em>"Oh no."</em>Frantically, she roughly slapped the side of her rifle and tried to pull back the loading mechanism.<br/><br/><strong>*Chink chink!*</strong><br/><br/>The sniper's heart sank, looking at her rifle with dread. The damn Nanite round jammed her rifle- a small piece of constantly-morphing metal had broken off and stuck to the reloading mechanism. Now, of all times, it was preventing the cartridge from her last shot ejecting. It would be impossible to fire another bullet like this- not without a good minute or two of cleaning it by hand. "<em>Son of a bitch...</em>" she cursed. This is what she'd earned for trusting Nanite-constructed weaponry. She hastily exited her armor, grabbing the massive weapon from the limp hands of her battle armor, and spent the next few minutes prying stupid nanites from her rifle, sitting cross-legged by her mech. This went beyond embarrassing.<br/><br/>(Takin' dat fate point~)