"Ouch." Wincing as he caught sight of the damage, Cliffjumper even opened his mouth, vocaliser clicking on from neutral - and then he thought better of saying anything more descriptive about the damage and nodded, briefly eyeing Mirage's rifle.
Unfortunately, that thing would require a two-handed grip which was something he distinctly lacked at the moment. So with a suppressed static sigh and a grunt in acknowledgement, Cliffjumper turned around.
He still glanced up at Mirage, again, though, catching sight of the injuries again and wincing.
"You okay? And what the slag was it you're here for? Does anyone even know you're here? How fraggin' smart is that?" Mirage was spec ops, yes. Cliffjumper knew this, but he didn't really have much insight into how they actually worked, and this looked pretty... unclever.
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Date: 2014-05-16 11:00 am (UTC)Unfortunately, that thing would require a two-handed grip which was something he distinctly lacked at the moment. So with a suppressed static sigh and a grunt in acknowledgement, Cliffjumper turned around.
He still glanced up at Mirage, again, though, catching sight of the injuries again and wincing.
"You okay? And what the slag was it you're here for? Does anyone even know you're here? How fraggin' smart is that?" Mirage was spec ops, yes. Cliffjumper knew this, but he didn't really have much insight into how they actually worked, and this looked pretty... unclever.