Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141014230422/@comment-4794494-20141102224142

Spartan Bray tightly held the kig-yar sniper, who was in an awkward kneeling position with his torso bending backward.

Bray "Should've considered the consequences before you try to ruin someone's day."

Sniper "The difference between us, is that consequences matter for people like you. Me, they'll just roll in someone better."

Bray "Who do you work for?"

Sniper "None of your concern, fool. I'm already done! Finish me!"

Bray "Once I hand you over to get interrogated, you'll be in a more talkative mood. I can also grab your beloved radio here and trace the signal."

Sniper "Finish me!"

Bray "No."

Sniper "I wasn't talking to you."

Another kig-yar, probably the spotter, showed up in the doorway to the balcony. He wore a similar red cloak with a unique insignia, but brandished a TM-16A machine pistol. Instead of shooting at Bray, the spotter fired a burst at the communications radio, destroying it. Seconds later, the spotter shot at the captured sniper, instantly killing him as the burst went through is skull. With both loose ends cut off, the kig-yar fled.

Only being surprised for a few milliseconds, Bray grabbed the plasma rifle from earlier and pursued the other shooter. He was surprisingly nimble, and jumped to the adjacent building from the opposite balcony. Bray fired the plasma rifle at him, but he was gone. She taps her earpiece with frustration.

Bray "Ral! Noah! Either of you, can you hack into some drone footage of the area?"