[i]Jason took the time to pull the magazine out of his sniper rifle, the actual gun held in between his right arm and his side while he worked on loading another six bullets into the mag, filling it back up since he still had four rounds left. After, he slid it back into the gun, a smirk widening across his lips.
With a slight hum, his shield came back online, a blue haze washing over him for just a moment before it seemed as if nothing had ever happened. In truth, he just had to avoid getting hit with another lightning bolt to the face and he'd be absolutely fine.
He slid his Barrett into his satchel, pulling his SAW back out of it after, his left hand pulling his energy-saber from his lower back. He then hopped down from the rack, unceremoniously landing in the same "alley" Amanda had been in only moments earlier, meaning that if she was still there and going sneeki breeki... he'd likely see it.[/i]
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