[ There isn't any sound after that. After the last rifle clatters to the ground, there's just silence. Stretching stillness. Open, empty air.
Then the click of a safety coming off a few feet to Kieren's left, as Bucky steps to the corner of a nearby shelf, sidearm leveled, squinting at the newcomer from between the slats of his makeshift cover. ]
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Then the click of a safety coming off a few feet to Kieren's left, as Bucky steps to the corner of a nearby shelf, sidearm leveled, squinting at the newcomer from between the slats of his makeshift cover. ]
Come out slowly.