[ Honestly, he'd just been expecting something a bit...more. Not that he's complaining (okay, maybe he's complaining a little bit) but when they'd been given this assignment he'd definitely been gearing himself up for something a little more — well, active.
He's about to turn back to Hux, to point out that they could probably strip the body for anything of use. Could find a way to make it work. Except —
— except that there's a blur of motion at the edge of his vision, a prickle of warning that has him raising his weapon just as he's bowled over by something large and heavy. Jaws snapping as he manages to keep it from latching onto his throat and tearing.
Then there's the sizzle-pop of blaster fire, the scent of burning ozone and singed hair, and then the creature goes slack, collapsing on top of him. ] Get this vaping thing off me!
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He's about to turn back to Hux, to point out that they could probably strip the body for anything of use. Could find a way to make it work. Except —
— except that there's a blur of motion at the edge of his vision, a prickle of warning that has him raising his weapon just as he's bowled over by something large and heavy. Jaws snapping as he manages to keep it from latching onto his throat and tearing.
Then there's the sizzle-pop of blaster fire, the scent of burning ozone and singed hair, and then the creature goes slack, collapsing on top of him. ] Get this vaping thing off me!