[Riley simply nods in response. There are too many people who would be affected by something happening to him. He can't afford to be reckless, even if he was inclined to be.
He lets his laser musket fall back on its strap and draws his combat rifle in its place, since it's better for close quarters. He creeps up to the ramshackle shelter as quietly as he can, rifle up and ready.
But before he even gets close to the entrance, the growling gets louder, and the source emerges -- a mutant hound, lunging for Riley's legs.]
Shit -- [Riley yelps as he jerks out of its way, too surprised and off-balance to immediately start firing back.]
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He lets his laser musket fall back on its strap and draws his combat rifle in its place, since it's better for close quarters. He creeps up to the ramshackle shelter as quietly as he can, rifle up and ready.
But before he even gets close to the entrance, the growling gets louder, and the source emerges -- a mutant hound, lunging for Riley's legs.]
Shit -- [Riley yelps as he jerks out of its way, too surprised and off-balance to immediately start firing back.]