[It never gets old, all the tricks up everyone's sleeve. Particularly this one. He may not be able to teleport quite so literally but he's faster than he looks, using the distraction of whirling kukris in the middle of the aliens to make more ground. He flashes a grin in Nyx's direction.]
What, and let you get all the glory? Like hell.
[Jesse's gaze shifts swiftly from Nyx to a big, mean lookin' guy, leveling his sights and taking the shot by reflex. If there was one thing Reyes had taught him, it was no man gets left behind. Not unless there's no other way out, and their options ain't that grim.
Maybe he wasn't quite so good at that all the time, too used to working alone after so many vigilante years beneath his belt, but right now? It counts.
It's a risk, but Deadeye would clear the way ahead of them pretty well.]
Cover me.
[Not quite a question, but a request nonetheless. If nothing else, he knows he can trust the guy; loyal to a fault, just like him. And practically suicidal. Probably why they'd both ended up on this mission together. No one else was fool enough to volunteer.
He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, then opens them, time seeming to slow as he raises the pistol, then pulls the trigger.
Onetwothreefourfivesix bodies drop in the span of a second, leaving an open path between him and Nyx and their way out.]
Move, Ulric!
[Is all the warning he gives before he's taking a leaping roll, back on his feet and pounding down the hallway. He trusts Nyx to be at his side. Doesn't look behind him, the hiss of laser fire pelting past them. Whether it's Deadeye or the fight, adrenaline sings through his veins and Jesse feels unstoppable. Maybe they'll both make it out after all.]
Ayyyy Nyx ; u ; <3
What, and let you get all the glory? Like hell.
[Jesse's gaze shifts swiftly from Nyx to a big, mean lookin' guy, leveling his sights and taking the shot by reflex. If there was one thing Reyes had taught him, it was no man gets left behind. Not unless there's no other way out, and their options ain't that grim.
Maybe he wasn't quite so good at that all the time, too used to working alone after so many vigilante years beneath his belt, but right now? It counts.
It's a risk, but Deadeye would clear the way ahead of them pretty well.]
Cover me.
[Not quite a question, but a request nonetheless. If nothing else, he knows he can trust the guy; loyal to a fault, just like him. And practically suicidal. Probably why they'd both ended up on this mission together. No one else was fool enough to volunteer.
He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, then opens them, time seeming to slow as he raises the pistol, then pulls the trigger.
Onetwothreefourfivesix bodies drop in the span of a second, leaving an open path between him and Nyx and their way out.]
Move, Ulric!
[Is all the warning he gives before he's taking a leaping roll, back on his feet and pounding down the hallway. He trusts Nyx to be at his side. Doesn't look behind him, the hiss of laser fire pelting past them. Whether it's Deadeye or the fight, adrenaline sings through his veins and Jesse feels unstoppable. Maybe they'll both make it out after all.]
Gonna need a good drink an' a smoke after this'n.