[ Where Alex is accented by technology, Neil holds claim to biological modifications. The Lone Wanderer concentrates, and Alex guesses he's picking up the vibrations from ahead.
Alex, however, has an easier way of dealing with things. He's kept something on him since the Divide, something he never uses except in dark places (just in case...). A hand slips back to a lower pocket of his pack and the flaregun comes out, always loaded and ready (just in case...).
Without explanation, he fires once, a blinding streak moving through the dark until it explodes to worser and brighter light. Something in the darkness squeals, a sound in-between surprise and pain, and all Alex knows is that's not a sound made by the things he fears. ]
Good enough.
[ Is the mutter, and he slips through the hole to move through the tunnel. ]
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Alex, however, has an easier way of dealing with things. He's kept something on him since the Divide, something he never uses except in dark places (just in case...). A hand slips back to a lower pocket of his pack and the flaregun comes out, always loaded and ready (just in case...).
Without explanation, he fires once, a blinding streak moving through the dark until it explodes to worser and brighter light. Something in the darkness squeals, a sound in-between surprise and pain, and all Alex knows is that's not a sound made by the things he fears. ]
Good enough.
[ Is the mutter, and he slips through the hole to move through the tunnel. ]