Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26383377-20171013065851/@comment-26383377-20171207071130

Hyzer looked over his injuries, hissing slightly in pain. "Shit.. I took a hell of a-"

"Greetings." Orion gazed down at the injured Centurion.

Hyzer's head snapped upwards, and he stumbled backwards. He quickly reached to his .44 revolver and unholstered it.

"Wait, wait!" Orion held his hands up.

Hyzer roared and proceeded to unload his entire revolver on the Behemoth, who held up his hands in defense of himself. "argh!" the bullets wedged themselves deep into his forearms, and some in his palms, but none managed to entirely bypass his defensive forearm defense. His relatively small bullet wounds started to bleed, but not profusely. "Enough with the violence!" Orion growled right back.

Hyzer stuttered. "Y-you can... you can talk? What the hell are you!?" Hyzer unhinged his revolver's cylinder and slid it into his belt. He quickly tried to grab some more .44 bullets from his revolver belt rig.