Andrew finds himself briefly shoulder-to-shoulder with Angel in a breath of time between shoving through the doorway and diving back into the fight. It's long enough to register the interior: lavishly dressed humans and demons of various ages, most of them cowering away from the sudden incursion of violence into their midst.
"Oh frell," he breathes unhappily, "there's too many noncombatants in here."
"Best we can do for them is get this fight over with as fast as possible," Angel mutters back.
Andrew nods, lowers his crossbow and draws his tranq gun instead.
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Date: 2009-03-25 08:14 pm (UTC)"Oh frell," he breathes unhappily, "there's too many noncombatants in here."
"Best we can do for them is get this fight over with as fast as possible," Angel mutters back.
Andrew nods, lowers his crossbow and draws his tranq gun instead.