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"Like hell I do! The party's not over until the fat lady sings!" Brandon rebuts as he confirms another kill.

Brandon advances quickly, moving to find some cover.

"Lucien, move up! I'll cover you!"

Brandon aims at one of the men sealing the doors, his targeting reticule centered at the base of the head. A twitch of his finger sends a lance of energy hurtling at his foe.

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 264d10 + 2 ⇒ (8, 4, 1, 9) + 2 = 24
Careful Shot paired with Deadeye Shot for +1 Atk and +1 dice of damage.

Initiative: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
Brandon chuckles maliciously as he sights his rifle.

"Eh, like it actually matters. It's chump change anyway, am I right?" He snickers.

Music Emma Lee - Worst Enemy

An armoured hand smacks into its owner's helmet, a sigh leaking through the comms. "For the last time, my name's O'Donnel, not O'Donald."

Brandon pops open the power cell of his rifle, and checks the receptor. Satisfied, he slaps it back in with a satisfying clunk.

"Sure. If you want to buy us drinks, who am I to stop you?" Behind his helmet, Brandon grins smugly.