"OH! That thing..." Kokuten whipped out the dart weapons. "S'a Dart Gun, man. Good deal." The Medic began to pull out a dart. "Check this, man." He pulled out a tube filled with a dark liquid. "Velserine, just... stick it in here." He dripped the tubes liquid into the dart. "Then... Here..." He cocked open the weapon, and loaded the dart. "Ready to go!" The Medic chuckled drunkly, swaying as he spoke.
Fian moved his head back away from the tip of the gun that Kokuten was pointing dangerously at him. "Ehh, nifty." Fian said. The Vel Steyr was about to talk about his own ESG when their path was blocked by a marine with a bottle.
The man had a bandage over his head and a dazed look around him. Fian recognized him as one of the sympathizers who jumped him at the bar, the marine also stopped and took a good look at Fian. Raising a finger, he spluttered. "Heey, arent you the...”
"Get out of here quietly if you know what is good for you." Fian threatened while whipping out his ESG. He was not a fan of deadly force but he was in no position to negotiate with a drunken medic leaning on him.
"Hey... You kinda look like one of the guys... Who I..." Kokuten thought for second. "Set on fire, at the bar..."
The sympathizer first backtracked a little from Fian's threat, but then suddenly found some backbone from Kokuten's remark. "Youu thiink that miserable excuse of a gunn can hurt me?" He said, emboldened by the alcohol while staggering towards the pair aggressively.
"Oh... That's cool, cuz we got like... 1... 2..." He counted the guns on him. "Uh... yeah! 2 miserable... uh... guns. What about that?" He said, miscounting the guns and cutting up the reply.
"Whyy you!" He aggressor shouted as he procured a switchblade from his pocked and charged at Kokuten, his eyes had the intent of causing serious hurt.
"I will shoot you, I MEAN IT!" Fian shouted with his gun arm outstretched, but visibly shaking from the weight of the medic in the other arm and the thought of having to shoot someone at this personal range. Closing his eyes, a shot rang out.
It was a silent "Thwip!" sound as opposed to the expected "Blam!" of the ESG. Both Fian and the Red were surprised enough to halt what they were doing, except the Red had the extra incentive of a Velserine dart lodged in his tight.
"Oops... Shit man... Sorry." He looked at his dart gun with dismay. "I guess my... finger slipped." He looked down the open chamber. "Can I get that back? Those were like... 20 DA... each." He pointed the gun to the dart in the mans leg.
Fian turned off the safety of his ESG (How goddam silly I am) to produce a snapping noise as the gun armed itself. "You have just received a double dose of a potentially lethal poison. If you don’t want to die, I suggest you run to the hospital, that way." Fian said, while pointing his own gun towards the Medical Facility down the road.
"EAARG!" The Red groaned as he pulled out the dart from his tight and tossing it aside. "AAARG!" He groaned again when he tore apart the cloth in horror to see the blackish liquid traveling under his skin. "OAARG!" He groaned one more time as he limped towards the Hospital at an even slower speed than the pair as the poison shut down his muscles. "Iiiill get youu for thiss!"
"Good riddance!" Fian shouted as he resumed edging Kokuten on. "Come on now, he might have friends nearby."
"Whoa man... I need my dart." The Medic shuffled to the ground, slowly grabbing the dart and shaking it off of blood. Kokuten opened the case where the rest darts were, and put it in. "Okay, let's go." He stumbled to a stand.
The first time a Green Velserined someone.
