Okay, the time Sinclair had for planning has just run out. Apparently their civil debate turned heated in the blink of an eye, but he probably should have seen that coming. Splicers aren't exactly the most stable creatures on the planet.
He steps out from around the corner and pulls out his gun, immediately cocking it and firing a shot at the first splicer he sees.
It whizzes right past him, drilling a hole in the wall.
...Call it a warning shot.
The splicers turn from their squabble on the landing, seething rage at being interrupted.
Sinclair would probably have said something heroic like, "let her go, if you know what's good for you," or perhaps just simply, "back off," but unfortunately splicers don't shut up long enough to get out one-liners.
The point is that he has their attention. So he'd better figure out what to do with it, and quick.
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He steps out from around the corner and pulls out his gun, immediately cocking it and firing a shot at the first splicer he sees.
It whizzes right past him, drilling a hole in the wall.
...Call it a warning shot.
The splicers turn from their squabble on the landing, seething rage at being interrupted.
Sinclair would probably have said something heroic like, "let her go, if you know what's good for you," or perhaps just simply, "back off," but unfortunately splicers don't shut up long enough to get out one-liners.
The point is that he has their attention. So he'd better figure out what to do with it, and quick.