Snippet #1739990

The Outside was brutal in heat, and his weapon was hidden in the bushes. Anyone trying to come into close range was a dead, soaked wet man. But what he didn't seem to realize was the Crack Noise of the Nerf Firearm made upon firing a shot. Out of pure luck however (If you can call it luck), the young man fell forward, having tripped, and landing on the unforgiving, solid ground before him.

"Je-"

His curse was cut off when he heard the little Pop that confirmed a shot had been fired from a dart gun, when the dart would either bounce off its' target, or use its suction cup to stay on.

"Shit! It's one of those snipers. I have to get my new gun…"

Gordon pulled out a few plastic Spoons, and held them like Kunai, getting up, and carefully hurrying off towards his home, and away from the danger of the class buildings.