Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-25684606-20190913181228

After being thrown off his feet, Lem remained on the ground for a bit longer than the initial shock had actually lasted. Never hurt to make sure that nothing else was coming, which as it turned out, did. The blurred motions of the Stealth Suits flickering past his vision, he saw the laser bolts of the guards doing what they could and decided not to waste the single energy pack he had.

This notion changed however as he saw the governess falling, for an attack on the Emperor's governor was an attack on the Emperor himself and by extension, all of humanity, which Lem considered himself part of. So, filled with righteous wrath, he lead up and ripped the Lasgun from his shoulder, opening fire on the strange machines as he made his way behind a collapsed data table.