Chunk of the wall flew into the air as a cloud of cheap elastiment when a bullet ricocheted from a hulking corpo hired gun right into it. TA1L5 was clutching her abdomen, wincing at the pieces of metal grazing her cybernetic guts with every sudden move. 4-FEIT, which was large hippo's alias, definitely had superior ammo.

- Come on, guys, part of this business is admitting when you fucked up.

- Be our guest and admit it, then, For - answered H34DS, with his booming voice strengthened by a little cubby-hole he crawled into to hide from bullets easily eating through shoddy walls.

- You want it the hard way, be it the haAARGH, FUCK!

Forfeit's world suddenly vanished in cacophony of noises, smells and visages crippling all of his senses, corpo firewalls on his implants proving to be inferior to bear's archaic hacks. He should have shot that old console out of his hands the moment he saw it, but H34DS' partner successfully distracted him long enough to lose him.

He started firing blindly at what he considered their last location, but then a mass of organic body hitting his center of mass took all wind out of the hippo and sent him to the ground.

- Bad idea, buddy, now I know where to shoot

He mumbled through gritting tusks, yet before he pointed the gun through the crippling noises assaulting him, he felt muscular thighs wrapping tightly around his arm and pinning it to the ground. He gave out few hits to a furry mass pining him down, earning some satisfying grunts, before feeling a paw snaking along his shirt into the critical ports.

- Hey, hey, hey! Let's be reasonable now! As I said, you need to know when you fucked up!

His grip loosened, and a pistol dropped onto the floor with a hollow clank.