He should have known that it was a really bad idea. As it stands, the two of them just don't have the firepower on their side that Luvander is used to having, and they're fighting other mutants. But battle makes you a little bit crazy, and after three months of not fighting, Luvander had gotten completely swept up by it. Regina help him, the boys and girls back home would have laughed.
It's not the time to beat himself up over something like that, however. The wound in his side has healed reasonably, and now they need to get out of there. Beast Boy can probably think of some shape for a quick escape, but Luvander isn't sure that goes for them both unless a path can be cleared.
"When I signal, try to get the piekol out!" Hopefully the other boy can hear him. No time to think. Weapon, weapon, who's got a weapon? Someone always does, and Luvander soon finds someone among the other side trying to figure out where it's best to aim an assault rifle while fighting a dinosaur. It gets somewhat harder when the small figure on the dinosaur's back lunges down at him, hitting him in the chest and bowling him over. Luvander feels his wrist snap as it takes most of the weight of the fall, but that was planned; he can still support the rifle reasonably, and that's all that matters.
Darting in between Beast Boy's front legs for some cover and hoping he won't get squashed, he tries to take out as many of the mutants ahead as possible before he runs out of bullets. But more importantly, they draw back a bit, as people are wont to do when faced with a dinosaur and a madman with a gun. Running forward and using the last shots to get the flying mutants to scatter, Luvander waves the rifle up at Beast Boy and then tosses it aside. "Time to run, maybe?"
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It's not the time to beat himself up over something like that, however. The wound in his side has healed reasonably, and now they need to get out of there. Beast Boy can probably think of some shape for a quick escape, but Luvander isn't sure that goes for them both unless a path can be cleared.
"When I signal, try to get the piekol out!" Hopefully the other boy can hear him. No time to think. Weapon, weapon, who's got a weapon? Someone always does, and Luvander soon finds someone among the other side trying to figure out where it's best to aim an assault rifle while fighting a dinosaur. It gets somewhat harder when the small figure on the dinosaur's back lunges down at him, hitting him in the chest and bowling him over. Luvander feels his wrist snap as it takes most of the weight of the fall, but that was planned; he can still support the rifle reasonably, and that's all that matters.
Darting in between Beast Boy's front legs for some cover and hoping he won't get squashed, he tries to take out as many of the mutants ahead as possible before he runs out of bullets. But more importantly, they draw back a bit, as people are wont to do when faced with a dinosaur and a madman with a gun. Running forward and using the last shots to get the flying mutants to scatter, Luvander waves the rifle up at Beast Boy and then tosses it aside. "Time to run, maybe?"