Ryūko visibly grimaced at the use of "-chan". Smith-san used it with nearly everybody, but it annoyed the hell out of the dragonewt. Regardless, she used her wings to create some form of propulsion into Kyosuke's direction. She stuck the landing, skidding slightly. She fired a burst from each of her weapons. The rubber bullets would hurt, at least until the paralytic coating froze their limbs.

She holstered one, dragging Kyosuke up onto his feet. Ryūko flared her wings. They weren't bulletproof, but it gave the Lizardmen a target that was more bullet-resistant than a human. "Kyo-san, I've got you covered," she said over the staccato of gunfire. "Getcher ass inside before my tail decides to help you through the door."

The girl didn't mean it. It was just how she talked when the adrenaline started flowing. Ryūko had watched too many episodes of [i]Cowboy Bebop[/i], and seen every Dirty Harry movie. How she fired, it definitely showed.