[ Wash is struggling with his own monster of the month, with his own assault rifle. It's just not doing the job and he's considering getting a bit more intimate with the thing for the sake of killing it faster, but just as he's about to engage he hears someone shout the universal warning that something's about to explode.
He scans the arena quickly, and unfortunately spots the grenade much closer than he would have liked -- he's in the blast range. John might see him, a space marine in full titanium body armor, booking it in the opposite direction just before it goes off.
The blast takes care of both their monsters, splattering gore in all directions and all over Wash, who straightens back up and stomps over to the newcomer. ]
welcome wagon
He scans the arena quickly, and unfortunately spots the grenade much closer than he would have liked -- he's in the blast range. John might see him, a space marine in full titanium body armor, booking it in the opposite direction just before it goes off.
The blast takes care of both their monsters, splattering gore in all directions and all over Wash, who straightens back up and stomps over to the newcomer. ]
What the hell! There's no cover in here!