Jason quickly changed targets as he identified the weapon. He had no doubt that someone was opening up on the bar with a .50 cal, probably a semi-automatic Barrett. He'd heard the weapon firing plenty of times in Iraq and Afghanistan, and it had a very distinctive report.
As the tear gas canisters began landing, he raised one arm to his mouth and eyes, grabbing the nearest one and tossing it back through a window.
He unzipped the duffel bag and removed his balaclava and goggles from it. They weren't exactly as good as a gas mask, but they'd work. He had the feeling that this bar was about to get raided. Crouching low to the ground, he signaled to Robert.
"You good over there?!"
As the gunfire ceased and the teargas came in, Robert rose confidently a bit. He glanced over to Jason where he signaled that he'd be just fine. It wasnt machismo either, his wolfen body had some perks besides strength. Specifically he found that teargas had no effect on him in a similar manner to dogs, this brand anyways, something about the tear ducts development...Regardless it made him better at his job as well as free to act. Only the visual smoke provided any
kind of issue towards him. Not wanting to run into gunfire, however, he turned to Jill/Redfield and asked to both of the people he was stuck calling allies:
"Any ideas between you guys?"
OOC:Biology is a fun subject to have in your arsenal
. Conversley file it under Iron Will