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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sezarious" data-source="post: 6742415" data-attributes="member: 6792106">[ATTACH]71445[/ATTACH]As soon as the Demon was nearly at the security guard, Michael ran couching towards the pistol, snatching it up and pivoting.  He then moved as swiftly and silently as possible towards the corner of the building, stopping on the other side of the golf car.  He twisted around onto his right knee, holding the pistol out in front of him, resting his aim on the overturned vehicle.  The pistol was the best weapon he could use in this instance.  A shotgun had better penetration potential, but was weak at any long range.  The pistol had greater range, but would be weaker, but maybe a well placed shot in a soft spot could do some damage.  Besides that, Michael WAS combat trained with a pistol, so would definitely be more accurate with it from a distance.The rent-a-cop was screaming and struggling.  "These demons sure are a sadistic bunch, playing with their food" Michael thought; "Of course they are, THEY'RE DEMONS!" he argued with himself.  Gritting his teeth, he steadied his aim, slowing his breathing as much as possible.  He didn't expect the pistol to have much of an impact.  He figured that a Demon's skin would have to be quite durable to handle combat with other demons and whatever you needed to put up with in hell, so Michael figured that when taking a shot, he needed to be thinking about targeting the spots that were likely the softest.  The Demon's soft spot in sight appeared to be its buttocks and anything else a demon possessed in that region of its body, perfectly lined up in Michael's sights.Hit or miss, Michael would take his shot, then run to the studio, not worry too much about waiting around to see the damage he did.  JUST get its attention and MAYBE slow it down.  He normally wouldn't fight dirty by aiming for the buttocks or groin, but these were Demons and Michael needed every advantage he could get.The security guard screamed more loudly as the demon pressed one of its razor sharp claws into a wound in his right arm, opening it wider, the demon laughing playfully without a care in the world.All that was about to change as Michael pulled the trigger...([roll0])  ([roll1])</blockquote>

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