did_unkindly: (; say that to my face not online)
Jack Ryan ([personal profile] did_unkindly) wrote in [community profile] weathertop 2013-02-28 11:24 pm (UTC)

Oh, well, if you say so. Jack turns his attention to the door.

He clicks the numbers into place, then leans around the doorframe quickly and blasts ice first to the left, then to the --

KTCHAKTCHAKTCHAKTCHA

-- OW JESUS CHRIST right.

He bellows for a moment in pain, though to be fair he has had worse. And then he and the machines are silent.

Well.

That didn't go entirely perfectly, and now there's a bullet somewhere in his arm. Even with his genes upgraded that hurts like a bitch.

But he's on a time limit here. Jack grits his teeth and dives towards the first iced-over turret.

The frozen liquid inside is sluggish, but his cocktail of tonics let Jack work just fine in the cold. The hacking goes smoothly even with an injured arm. When the ice melts, both machine guns are lit a friendly green, and he's able to breathe again.

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