[X6 pretends he didn't see that. It isn't as though he could do anything about it even if it was more obvious.
He draws his rifle and takes point wordlessly. He feels as though he has a point to make. Reynolds wasn't casting aspersions on the coursers' killing ability, he knows, but saying the Railroad is better than them in any way? He can't let that stand. Even if the only form of protest available to him is a demonstration.
(Besides, he can vent it out on these disgusting things.)
There: around the corner, the mirelurks. X6-88 is ready for them, and opens fire directly into the underbelly of the first available. Another rushes towards him, but he shoots out its lower legs with perfect precision, giving him time to ram the end of his rifle into the face of the first one, killing it. All done at superhuman speed.]
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He draws his rifle and takes point wordlessly. He feels as though he has a point to make. Reynolds wasn't casting aspersions on the coursers' killing ability, he knows, but saying the Railroad is better than them in any way? He can't let that stand. Even if the only form of protest available to him is a demonstration.
(Besides, he can vent it out on these disgusting things.)
There: around the corner, the mirelurks. X6-88 is ready for them, and opens fire directly into the underbelly of the first available. Another rushes towards him, but he shoots out its lower legs with perfect precision, giving him time to ram the end of his rifle into the face of the first one, killing it. All done at superhuman speed.]