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Rurik hissed in aggravated surprise at the sand attack. He threw up his arm and deployed a shield, blocking the sand, but he couldn't see through his own arm. It was enough for Aram to break line of sight.

[color=CFD3C6]"Can you-"[/color] Rurik began to speak, but then Bak started ranting that her thermal's had been toasted before blasting Brutus... again. [color=CFD3C6][i]". . . she's sadistic when angry."[/i][/color] He noted with a nervous swallow. Well, so much for using heat vision anyway. He then sighed and dismounted her, walking to the other side of the middle hallway. There was no sign of Aram on either side of the pillars, and he couldn't have slipped out the nearby entrance, as Christine was there.

No, he was most likely hiding behind a pillar. Rurik hadn't lost sight for long enough for him to make it to the end of the hallway, after all. He picked up two chunks of debris from the recent wall breach and charged them with energy.

[color=CFD3C6]"OK, Bak. Here's the plan,"[/color] he said almost casually. He was about ready to get this match over with. [color=CFD3C6]"He didn't run past us, so he's almost certainly behind one of those pillars,"[/color] he told her, [color=CFD3C6]"so... ever been dynamite fishing?"[/color] He absentmindedly flipped one of the rocks in his hands. [color=CFD3C6]"It's simple really, we'll take turns. I take one pillar, you take the next, and so on. If I spook him, you shoot him. If you spook him, I shoot him. Or maybe he just gets blown up..."[/color] He shrugged. Hell, this part might even be a bit fun. [color=CFD3C6]"OK, Christine! We're gonna flush him out, get ready in case he heads your way!"[/color]

He glanced at Bak, [color=CFD3C6]"Get your guns spun up. Ready?"[/color] And not wanting to give Aram any more time to think of a way out of this... he launched his first stone behind the first pillar. [i]BOOM![/i] A cloud of dust rose, but no bodies went flying. Wrong pillar. [color=CFD3C6]"All right then. Your turn,"[/color] he told Bak, arm held up and palm aimed down by the next pillar. He was slowly charging up more and more energy. If Aram showed his face, he had a few full-powered bolts heading his way.