Out of coffee: Sorry for the wait. :C
BIC:
Skelter prodded the slig with her weapon.
"Where do you think you're going?" she demanded, closing her finger around the trigger. She grinned, glad to be finally able to use her weapon....
...and nothing happened.
"What the..." Skelter hissed, punching her gas launcher a few times. "Damn thing's clogged!"
Suddenly realizing the danger she was in without a weapon, Skelter stiffened. "Aw hell."
Bo frowned. "Don't you know how ta work that thing, woman?!"
Skelter rounded on him, taking her eyes off of the female slig. "Don't you dare talk ta me like that!"
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