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Nightshift 45: Cafeteria
[From here]
HK skidded in through the door to the cafeteria, stopping dead and letting his concentration slip, meatbag reflexes returning to their pathetic norm. His heart rate and breathing had increased significantly, but he tried to hide that. He really wished this was not so taxing to do.
"Statement: Well, that went far better than can be expected when a meatbag actually finds a way to attack you by shooting themselves in the head," he said, not sounding as winded as he was. For HK, talking was always a free action.
HK skidded in through the door to the cafeteria, stopping dead and letting his concentration slip, meatbag reflexes returning to their pathetic norm. His heart rate and breathing had increased significantly, but he tried to hide that. He really wished this was not so taxing to do.
"Statement: Well, that went far better than can be expected when a meatbag actually finds a way to attack you by shooting themselves in the head," he said, not sounding as winded as he was. For HK, talking was always a free action.