ββ SIMON RILEYΒ ( @gh07stΒ ) to KYLE GARRICK : ββ β Β [ RELOAD ] Β Sender reloads receiver's gun for them in the middle of a fight.Β prompt text here
β₯ βββΒ ππ‘π¦π§ππ‘ππ§ πππ π’π¦π§ π¦ππ‘ππ¦ πππ¦Β Β reflexes into overdrive, body jerking in quiet sync to the involuntary shifting of his weapon, strapped securely to his body, where no one should have been allowed close enough to touch βΈΊ but it's just ghost, steady, reliable, safe. kyle has nothing to fear or regret; the threat has not breached his careful defenses, he's every bit as sharp as he believes himself to be, especially now, as he quells the urge in his wound muscles to defend and survive by any means necessary. not that his attempts would have held up much against the solid wall of muscle and killing instinct that was their lieutenant ( not while he's this close, anyway ), but it's nice to know they aren't immediately necessary.
Β Β Β Β despite that fleeting relief, the spike in his already pumping adrenaline is still running its course, blood pounding in his ears and his heart a quick and heavy thud in his chest. if ghost says anything, he can't quite hear it over them both, but he's sure to make eye contact and nod his thanks. Β Β Β βΒ Β dunno about you, but i'm running real fuckin' low on ammo here. we gotta move.Β Β Β βΒ Β
