Gordon had just punctured open a robot with the hook of his crowbar, yanking it end over end behind him, when he feels a wave of sunshine and fluffy little kittens hit him from behind and is visibly staggered by it.
"Connor, you heard 'im! Let's move!" He finally shouts to the back, kicking the prone robot out of the way and hurrying through the radioactive miasma of glitter and bubbles.
He hopes Apple Kid doesn't keep him to his word on his eating-hit-suit thing. Knowing him he'll have a ray that can transform it into orange jello or something...
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"Connor, you heard 'im! Let's move!" He finally shouts to the back, kicking the prone robot out of the way and hurrying through the radioactive miasma of glitter and bubbles.
He hopes Apple Kid doesn't keep him to his word on his eating-hit-suit thing. Knowing him he'll have a ray that can transform it into orange jello or something...