It didn’t take long for things to go from bad to worse, and Veer couldn’t help but grit his teeth with mounting irritation as several downright horrifying, flying Insectoids began to swoop down from the skies above. Of course they could fly. Why the fuck not, right?
It only took a passing glance for Veer to know that - for the first time - he wouldn’t have an opportunity to provide cover fire to his allies - his own life now dangling on the line. Without a word, the Axxilan abandoned his rifle - letting the long-ranged weapon slip from his gloved fingers and clang to the ground. He dared not waste a single moment by slinging it across his back, and instead his hands snapped down to his own waist - fingers of his left hand curling around the grip of his DL-44, while the other grasped the single smoke grenade that was clipped to the Bounty Hunter’s belt.
“Secure the Cadir! That is the priority!” He shouted, barking the words towards anyone who looked as if they were going to peel off to assist him. Dire odds or not, the Axxilan knew the value of protecting the Bacta supply and it far outweighed his own welfare.
Pulling the pistol from its holster, Veer leveled the medium blaster upon the flying Insectoid - aiming for its bone-plated forehead - before pulling the trigger back once to send a bolt of crimson plasma arcing through the air. He made no attempt to address the others quite yet - gauging the risk of lining up another shot against the sheer velocity in which they moved. Simultaneously and regardless of the outcome of blaster bolt, Veer flicked the pin off the smoke grenade and let the small canister fall to the ground at his feet - immediately releasing a cloud of dark, opaque vapor around him in a five-meter radius.
Light on his feet, Veer dove to his own left and crouched low to the ground - attempting to distance himself from his last visible location and where he fired his pistol. Shrouded within the cloud of smoke, the Axxilan would be difficult to see with the naked eye - and the Scatterweave coating of his armor served to further make him all but invisible. He attempted to confuse the swarm that swooped down to tear him apart - hoping to leave the Insectoids swiping through thin air and frantically searching. All the same, Veer knew that he was gambling with fate. He didn’t know baseline Kilik physiology, let alone what the genetically-altered versions possessed. If the insectoids were naturally gifted to see through the haze, the Axxilan had effectively made himself an easy - and momentarily stationary - target.
Veer’s left hand rose up to the side of his helmet - two fingers lifting off to engage the Vision HUD built into his helmet, while his right hand snapped down to draw the other DL-44 from his holster. Assuming he wasn’t promptly torn to shreds, the Axxilan intended to use his own technological advantages to pick off the flying Insectoids.
1.Veer drops his rifle to the ground, instead drawing his DL-44 pistol into his left hand and reaching for a smoke grenade with his right.
2.He fires a single shot at one of the Flying Kiliks (Fk u Logan I hate them) and drops the smoke grenade.
3. He darts to the left and crouches down in the smoke, attempting to keep himself hidden while drawing his other pistol and engaging his Vision HUD.
2.He fires a single shot at one of the Flying Kiliks (Fk u Logan I hate them) and drops the smoke grenade.
3. He darts to the left and crouches down in the smoke, attempting to keep himself hidden while drawing his other pistol and engaging his Vision HUD.
@Logan