[ It's a good thing Andy's already locked and loaded. She likes a sharp blade just as well — bitch is old school like that — but she's not complaining about having a rifle in her hands when the those cursed puppets suddenly decide to wake.
She moves quickly, guided by well-honed instinct as she levels her borrowed firearm at that clay soldier being wrangled by Toraguma. Her hands are stone cold steady when she takes aim for that narrow space where the helmet leaves its neck exposed and pulls the trigger. ]
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She moves quickly, guided by well-honed instinct as she levels her borrowed firearm at that clay soldier being wrangled by Toraguma. Her hands are stone cold steady when she takes aim for that narrow space where the helmet leaves its neck exposed and pulls the trigger. ]
I'll cover you! Watch your fucking backs.