Bill merely offered a sardonic salute to the crowd of onlookers. He was entirely too old for this, but there was no point in saying that out loud - he might jinx it. Instead, he turned his eyes to the scene of carnage, shotgun held at the low ready. The gangers still held a commanding position in the warehouse, and as long as that... thing, that scrap metal monstrosity lived, they would probably continue to do so.
He sighed. He was too old for this, and more importantly, completely inadequately armed. He could hit the PA, sure, but he couldn't do anything to it, just like everything else that had gone up against it. His position was also untenable - no opportunities. He sighed. From what he could see of the other side of the warehouse, there wasn't much salvation to be had there either.
His reverie was shattered by a grenade explosion, and a girl was flung back from an opening in the warehouse wall, deposited roughly onto the ground by the explosion's tender mercies. Tactically speaking, helping her did nothing to help his current problem, but he bolted into the courtyard all the same, slinging his shotgun, running with his pistol in his right hand, muzzle to the sky. He covered ground surprisingly fast for some so old, grabbing the girl with oddly pointed ears by her collar and dragging her from the hole in the wall she'd been so rudely exploded from. The gun she had on her was strange, something Bill had only seen half-glimpses of years ago on the news, an... Invoker? Invigorator?
Impaler, that was it. Breathing heavily, having dragged her a distance from the crude portal, he was almost back where he started, but now with... she had to be a Neko. Bill was sure of it. Just who were these people fighting this gang? Street hoods on Nepleslia using Yamatai's finest to extort protection money? It just didn't make sense. Perhaps this was some kind of mercenary firm.
"Hey. Hey, you alright?" Bill said, to the concussed Neko, at a loss for what he could do for her medically. If the scuttlebutt was true she'd heal herself better than anything. "You uh. You ate a grenade."