Oh good because I've-- [One bump in the road rolls him hard into the frame, but it's his right side, and metal meets splintered glass instead of skin which is a blessing Rhys doesn't have time to count, fingers wound tight around the stock and trigger; god, he hopes this works.] never actually fired one of these before.
[And before she has time to panic and/or rethink their current strategy, he yanks hard on the trigger, knocking a solid spattering of fire up along the left side of the hood of their pursuing compadres and sending the body of the SMG itself right up into his own jaw on the recoil.
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[And before she has time to panic and/or rethink their current strategy, he yanks hard on the trigger, knocking a solid spattering of fire up along the left side of the hood of their pursuing compadres and sending the body of the SMG itself right up into his own jaw on the recoil.
Beauty and grace.]