[ The phaselock catches him by surprise, but the sound is so familiar that he smiles a little behind his mask (even as he's thinking, goddammit, Maya, you had one job--).
He catches sight of her, finally, as he's ducking beneath a wild swing, and he sees his beloved blasters lying forgotten on the ground. He dives for them, grabbing them up and twisting onto his back to shoot at the guy he'd been tussling with -- not electricity this time, but bursts of fire lancing red hot into the man's chest, made all the more lethal by Maya's slag.
He twists again, aiming himself in Maya's direction, and slams the heels of his palms down onto the triggers for his jet boots. He skids along the ground on his back, firing at the guards as he goes.
He stops just short of her and gets to his feet. ]
I think we've stuck around long enough, sweetheart.
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He catches sight of her, finally, as he's ducking beneath a wild swing, and he sees his beloved blasters lying forgotten on the ground. He dives for them, grabbing them up and twisting onto his back to shoot at the guy he'd been tussling with -- not electricity this time, but bursts of fire lancing red hot into the man's chest, made all the more lethal by Maya's slag.
He twists again, aiming himself in Maya's direction, and slams the heels of his palms down onto the triggers for his jet boots. He skids along the ground on his back, firing at the guards as he goes.
He stops just short of her and gets to his feet. ]
I think we've stuck around long enough, sweetheart.