AGP- Tac-Light

Doc automatically turned his shoulder tac-light on, snatched the now-floating severed arm out of the air and instructed his patient to "keep a hand" on it, and drew his sidearm. The minor daemon that clawed out of the medical waste bin, already weakened by the prayer seals, was dispatched with single volley from Doc's las-pistol. That minor annoyance dealt with, he disengaged his mag-boots and launched himself towards the back of the medbay.