Ah, chaos. It's satisfying to his dark, little soul at the moment, and he takes the time to watch the arguing with some kind of delight. Neil's poke is pointed enough to be obvious, but Alex has waited on a dirty beach for five weeks, full of tension, and right here and now, some of it is relieved. He expects the recriminations to continue, from the BOS as well as Neil, and when Neil speaks, he's prepared to stand down, as unsatisfying as it will be.
Except that's not what Neil asks.
And Neil doesn't ask as much as command.
Something in Alex responds to this.
The hand stretched out in front of Neil grasps the kid and tugs him into Alex's back for continued stability, then Alex grasps the barrel with that same hand, releasing a burst from the microfusion cells. The LAER+ has a large ammo capacity, holding twenty rounds. In Alex's hands, each hit a headshot, it takes four to disintegrate the former knight into a pile of dust.
no subject
Except that's not what Neil asks.
And Neil doesn't ask as much as command.
Something in Alex responds to this.
The hand stretched out in front of Neil grasps the kid and tugs him into Alex's back for continued stability, then Alex grasps the barrel with that same hand, releasing a burst from the microfusion cells. The LAER+ has a large ammo capacity, holding twenty rounds. In Alex's hands, each hit a headshot, it takes four to disintegrate the former knight into a pile of dust.