If Sora had told Riku he was cheating, he might've pointed out he didn't have to give Sora a warning shot.
Between the noise and what he could see in the mirror, Riku could see Sora slowly wheeling the rack. He smirked. Clever. He had a few options, two of which he ruled out since one was a cheap shot and the other was just a dirty - yet legal - trick. A third was to run to a new location, thereby leaving himself completely vulnerable. So he stuck with the fourth, which, like the two he ruled out, involved him staying put and waiting.
Crouching, he still watched through the mirror, firing off a few experimental shots in hopes a laser might get through. When the score on the back of his hand didn't change, he made sure the strap of his gun was over his shoulder and pulled the mirror out of alignment so he could shoot straight. He turned to his right, gun at the ready, and pulled the banner so it draped over his head and back.
Could the lasers shoot through thick cloth? Riku didn't know, but it was as good a time to find out as any. Theoretically, at least if he were shot, it would be from the front. He kept part of the banner in his fist, ready to make his move.
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Between the noise and what he could see in the mirror, Riku could see Sora slowly wheeling the rack. He smirked. Clever. He had a few options, two of which he ruled out since one was a cheap shot and the other was just a dirty - yet legal - trick. A third was to run to a new location, thereby leaving himself completely vulnerable. So he stuck with the fourth, which, like the two he ruled out, involved him staying put and waiting.
Crouching, he still watched through the mirror, firing off a few experimental shots in hopes a laser might get through. When the score on the back of his hand didn't change, he made sure the strap of his gun was over his shoulder and pulled the mirror out of alignment so he could shoot straight. He turned to his right, gun at the ready, and pulled the banner so it draped over his head and back.
Could the lasers shoot through thick cloth? Riku didn't know, but it was as good a time to find out as any. Theoretically, at least if he were shot, it would be from the front. He kept part of the banner in his fist, ready to make his move.