Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-30700719-20170409172001

The shot pierces through the air, not quite dead on target, but still fast enough to leave a hole in ICARUS's head. His form crumples up and plummets, hitting the ground at high velocity. It lays still, unmoving, and begins to dissipate into ones and zeros that fade away.

 To emphasise him, the Xenomorph makes a shrugging gesture and turns away.  The Xenomorph turns back and screeches, arms ready to slash.  The Xenomorph crosses its arms.