[Howard keeps his own weapon at the ready, waiting for a clear shot. The gun makes a whining noise as it powers up, and when it's fully charged, he steps slightly to one side - still staying behind him, technically - and fires into a knot of the things. Several of them explode in one satisfying blast, but Howard's thrown back against the wall with the kickback from the discharge.
Yeah, great plan, Howard.]
I'm fine.
[He's a little dazed, and when he lifts a hand to the back of his head, it comes away sticky with blood, but Howard uses the long barrel of the weapon to push himself up into a standing position again.]
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[Howard keeps his own weapon at the ready, waiting for a clear shot. The gun makes a whining noise as it powers up, and when it's fully charged, he steps slightly to one side - still staying behind him, technically - and fires into a knot of the things. Several of them explode in one satisfying blast, but Howard's thrown back against the wall with the kickback from the discharge.
Yeah, great plan, Howard.]
I'm fine.
[He's a little dazed, and when he lifts a hand to the back of his head, it comes away sticky with blood, but Howard uses the long barrel of the weapon to push himself up into a standing position again.]