Sinclair snaps out of his stupor in time to turn around and watch the houdini splicer volley fireball after fireball in Tenenbaum's direction, but if a spider splicer is hard to hit, a houdini's going to be impossible. She teleports from spot to spot and Sinclair aims but there's no way, she won't stay in one spot long enough for him to even attempt a shot. With his luck, he'd end up shooting Tenenbaum and then all of this would have been for nothing.
And then the fire stops. There's the sound of air, like suction, and then it's just quiet. Which is one of the more alarming things that could happen during a fight with a splicer.
Sinclair looks to Tenenbaum, as if she might know where the splicer is going to pop up next. But of course she doesn't. Neither of them do. At least not until he hears it again, the whoosh directly behind him. He spins around and fires.
The bullet expertly dodges the splicer and shatters a wall lamp behind her, showering glass and sparks onto the tile. She doesn't even flinch, but a wicked grin spreads across her face and Sinclair can see the heat in her fists crawling up her forearms.
He pulls the trigger again, with the gun more centered on his target--
click
...It's empty.
And now she knows it. Her grin spreads even wider and she cackles, amused at first but the volume escalates until she's screaming laughter and she takes a step toward him.
She's going to kill him, she's going to burn him alive he's going to be fried on the spot if he doesn't do something,
"I know where she keeps the ADAM," he says, loud enough for her to hear it over her own barking.
She pauses, looking at him for a moment, clearly trying to decide if it's worth listening.
"I know where the doctor keeps her ADAM," he says again. "I can take you to it, she's got buckets of the stuff. More than you've ever dreamed of. You couldn't run out of it if you tried."
Oh god please let this work, please, please let this work.
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And then the fire stops. There's the sound of air, like suction, and then it's just quiet. Which is one of the more alarming things that could happen during a fight with a splicer.
Sinclair looks to Tenenbaum, as if she might know where the splicer is going to pop up next. But of course she doesn't. Neither of them do. At least not until he hears it again, the whoosh directly behind him. He spins around and fires.
The bullet expertly dodges the splicer and shatters a wall lamp behind her, showering glass and sparks onto the tile. She doesn't even flinch, but a wicked grin spreads across her face and Sinclair can see the heat in her fists crawling up her forearms.
He pulls the trigger again, with the gun more centered on his target--
click
...It's empty.
And now she knows it. Her grin spreads even wider and she cackles, amused at first but the volume escalates until she's screaming laughter and she takes a step toward him.
She's going to kill him, she's going to burn him alive he's going to be fried on the spot if he doesn't do something,
"I know where she keeps the ADAM," he says, loud enough for her to hear it over her own barking.
She pauses, looking at him for a moment, clearly trying to decide if it's worth listening.
"I know where the doctor keeps her ADAM," he says again. "I can take you to it, she's got buckets of the stuff. More than you've ever dreamed of. You couldn't run out of it if you tried."
Oh god please let this work, please, please let this work.