by Jayda Nightridge » Thu Aug 13, 2009 11:25 pm
Jayda signaled that she had heard, already intently focusing on her target as Madison finished her sentence and squeezing the trigger a split second later.
Rather than a bullet shooting forth from the barrel the gun gave a high pitched whine and a barrage of light pulses followed each other in rapid succsession, fanning out as they neared the target at the other end, severing the head from the dummy with a minimum of fuss.
"Sweet. Wonder if it cauterises."
...and Death shall have No Dominion...**currently with an eyepatch over her right eye**