Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5543592-20170401005136

"Make your move!" The Knight with the minigun shouted at Rick in reply.

"Then what am I keeping this meat around for?" Ward growled as he was just about to pull the trigger.

"Don't do something you'll regret." The Paladin replied darkly.

"Hoo-boy. Why don't we all just lower our weapons a bit and check for clean underwear?"

Ward raised an eyebrow, but didn't let his dead eyes wander off from the soldiers. "You okay, Deaph?"

"Paladin, Michael's vitals show his heartrate picked up." One of the Knigths said over the comm line, which William, close enough to the terminal, heard. It appeared the BoS ran their communications through that computer.

"Please", she shrugged, walking up to Ward's side. "I am never in any immediate threat. One would think that you should know this by now. Still quite an unpleasant experience to be held hostage upon first sight." She rubbed her wrists and looked with a surly expression on the Paladin, before she started to cuddle with Morty. "If this is how you treat all your guests, I'd rather have a tea party with Raiders."

"Affirmative." The Paladin replied, and William could get a feeling of what was going to occur in the next moment.

"Let's waste these fuckers." The miniguner muttered over the comm channel.

It happened all at once.

Lasers immediately came flying for Duncan, beams if hard light that seared and burnt flesh on contact.

Tri-beam lasers blasted forth from the Paladin's weapon, deadly prongs of red light, in Rick's direction.

The barrels of the minigun started to spin, as the Knight holding the weapon prepared to make people soup on the outpost's front line.

Ward's hostage had apparently been playing dead for some time. One metal hand came flying up inhumanly fast and slammed down, gripping his hand and the gun in one steel fist. At the same time, the Knight jerked his head out of the line of fire, basic procedure for disarming a hostile. The Knight rolled over, gripping Ward's wrist, and wasn't suddenly no longer a human shield but a one ton behemoth of metal that was more than a little upset.

The Knight with the gauss rifle set his sights on Tim, likely planning to take out of the man before he could bring up his rifle.