Not yelling, but it stretches what luck they've had a little too far. Roland hears a hint of a growl, a noise a little too close, and rolls, trying to haul the giggling idiot out of the creature's range. It crashes through the thick bushes, lunging, and he swings the gun around-
It's in his right hand. The gun. It's in his right hand.
He almost gets caught in staring at his hand, looking astounded at its existence, but his training is too deep in him to allow that. Thankfully. Roland wouldn't be able to think of his old teacher, who spent so many years on him, without cringing if that's how he died, with that stupid, surprised look at his own mistake.
His one trigger finger is currently wound into the other tribute's shirt. It is too late to switch to it. His right hand jerks, lets its grip go, and the gun slams directly into the middle of the thing's face. Roland hears a crack and doesn't stick around to watch it howl; he scrambles up, mustering his will to yank the idiot up, too. Very tempting to leave him, more than tempting now, but even after everything Roland is still a gunslinger, and will not take the cowardly way out just to save his own skin. "Up!" he snarls, because whatever time he gained will in roughly half a second be gone.
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It's in his right hand. The gun. It's in his right hand.
He almost gets caught in staring at his hand, looking astounded at its existence, but his training is too deep in him to allow that. Thankfully. Roland wouldn't be able to think of his old teacher, who spent so many years on him, without cringing if that's how he died, with that stupid, surprised look at his own mistake.
His one trigger finger is currently wound into the other tribute's shirt. It is too late to switch to it. His right hand jerks, lets its grip go, and the gun slams directly into the middle of the thing's face. Roland hears a crack and doesn't stick around to watch it howl; he scrambles up, mustering his will to yank the idiot up, too. Very tempting to leave him, more than tempting now, but even after everything Roland is still a gunslinger, and will not take the cowardly way out just to save his own skin. "Up!" he snarls, because whatever time he gained will in roughly half a second be gone.