[member="Alexandra Cinthra"], [member="Vilaz Munin"], [member="Darth Tsolan"],
Well with Alexandra either behind cover or down searching on the ground for the fabled mask, that left one eligible target for HK, outside of the Mandalorian, but he was not planning on backstabbing his ally just yet,
And so, under the hiding embrace of his chameleon cloak, modern equivalent of invisibility cloak, the droid trained his heavy scattergun in Tsolan's direction. He would thrust forward the 7 railgun barrels of his hand cannon, moving them past the flaps of the cloak as he pulled the trigger.
It was then that all chaos broke loose, the gun fired its payload, 7 hyper-velocity shattergun pellets aimed at Sith's chest, the largest target on his body, that would be the first thing he would be able to notice, the harsh sting of the 7 bullets that would hit like trains, if they hit that is. Then there would be the thunderous roar of the gun, which would come after the bullets, as they traveled faster than sound, and it would very much seem like a cannon went off inside the room. The very air would shake as the thick cover of green-yellow Force Breaker gas rocked and trembled, it would seem that the earth quaked through the vibrations of the hand-cannon's roar, containing only enough sound dampeners to keep the 7 simultaneous sonic booms from tearing the weapon apart. The sound of the gun-shot itself would have been enough to deafen and stun those inside the room, at least those without proper ways to counter-act that quick enough, the bullets would have enough to bent even Phrik armor, shatter those plates of lower quality, not to mention the physical blunt trauma that would carry with them, they would break bones, strain muscles, they would toss those who came in their path back like a ragdoll.
The droid would feel some of that sting as his form moved back, large claws on his feet extending to strike the ground and dig deep trenches as he anchored himself, still jerked back from the recoil as if it was a moderate Force push, it would usually be a loud scratching endeavor but HK still had his sound dampeners engaged, although his claws dug marks in the floor, they did so silently.
The gas would still be heavy with movement, the droid's chameleon cloak fluttering and flapping like wings as his form would disappear and appear from time to time due to its movement, cloaking systems still engaged, of course that would have been much harder to see through the cover of thick, choking gas, the only reason droid had ability to aim in this sort of scenario with some decent accuracy was due to his advanced sensors and infrared vision.
Going back to the shattergun volleygun, the 7 pellets would be fired in a moderate spread due to the spacing of the 7 barrels and the shake they experienced during firing, having about as much spread as a high-powered shotgun shot, in theory bullets do not spread as fast the faster they fly, due to overwhelming velocity, and from this gun they were fired at ridiculous speeds.
Knowing his position was more or less revealed, the droid stepped into the room, cocking his
VG-1 as next round was moved into the chamber, the rails charging up as he reached towards the hilt of his
Spear of Rae, still collapsed into its shortest carry form.