[ Michael knows how to use a gun. He had gone to the range once after buying the pistols he would use to stage the robbery that landed him in Fox River. The ceiling of his bank had been an easy target. Moving, breathing creatures were another story. He doubts his ability to dispatch anything that comes at him, there's a higher chance he'll shoot himself in the foot, but he takes the gun with a steady hand. Something's better than nothing, and if anything it would make his companions feel more secure.
He nods to both men and starts across the clearing in a sprint. The creatures are drawn to him immediately, darting through the grasses towards him. Michael keeps his eyes forward, on the target, and anywhere but behind him. If they don't have his back, he's done. Ripped apart in an instant.
Trust doesn't come easy to Michael, but sometimes you just have to have a little faith. ]
no subject
[ Michael knows how to use a gun. He had gone to the range once after buying the pistols he would use to stage the robbery that landed him in Fox River. The ceiling of his bank had been an easy target. Moving, breathing creatures were another story. He doubts his ability to dispatch anything that comes at him, there's a higher chance he'll shoot himself in the foot, but he takes the gun with a steady hand. Something's better than nothing, and if anything it would make his companions feel more secure.
He nods to both men and starts across the clearing in a sprint. The creatures are drawn to him immediately, darting through the grasses towards him. Michael keeps his eyes forward, on the target, and anywhere but behind him. If they don't have his back, he's done. Ripped apart in an instant.
Trust doesn't come easy to Michael, but sometimes you just have to have a little faith. ]