Jericho listened to the COM as he, Kein and Syrus moved through the back alleyways back towards the mansion. Syrus was leading, his gunblades securing a little more range than Jericho's pistol, Jericho in the middle and Kein in the rear, all moving like bats out of hell to get back to the mansion and find out what the hell was going on. When Duncan called for all SeeDs to return, he nodded, even if the other man couldn't see it. [color=Gold]{Copy that, en route to HQ now.}[/color] Then he heard the sound of a weapon's slide being let go and he spun, pushing Kein off to the side and firing four shots behind them wildly while taking two to his firing shoulder. [color=Gold][i]Damn that hurts.[/i][/color]

Still, he watched in satisfaction as one of his shots went through the tail's jugular, skimming it mostly, but still rupturing it. The man bled out quickly as the trio quickly moved away. Kein tried to get Jericho to let him look at the bullet holes and at least remove the bullet, but a simple blizzard wrap, as Jericho dubbed it right then and there, and a gruff "Not til we're safe" got the team medic to back off. Another ten minute run, with no further incidents, got them to the mansion and inside it.

[b]"Come on, man, let me look at your shoulder."[/b] Kein had started in on Jericho the moment they were in the door and Jericho remained adamant that they worry about it later. Eventually, the medic backed off and Jericho turned to Duncan, ignoring the grating feeling that bullets caused when he moved his arm.

[color=Gold]"So, how fucked are we?"[/color]