by Doc 42 » Sun Jul 04, 2010 9:04 pm
Xolotl buckled, crouching down even further, almost keeling over to the side of the missiles, his railgun hanging limply over his shoulder. With an angered hum, he reached up, grabbing hold of the weapon's barrel, tearing it off with a jerk. He twisted around, flinging it away, into the side of a building. He stood back up, flames and sparks issuing out of the gauss rifle's mount, a plasma flare spat out of his waist, where the missile had struck his turret. It hadn't reached the central plug which held his turret in place, but had destroyed many of the cables feeding energy to his legs, leaving his left leg struggling to cope with his weight.
His sonic blaster and auto cannon deactivated, folding and packing up. The supplies and connections did the same on his back, the mech switching out of weapons mode.
After a short pause, his wirst blades suddenly shot out, brushing against the rubble strewn street, as Xolotl took a step towards Horus, advancing.[/i]
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Doc 42 on Tue Jul 06, 2010 12:35 am, edited 1 time in total.

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