[Woah that is a gun. That is a real gun and John really does not want to die today. Instinctively, the moment the moment Blake picks up the gun, John seemingly vanishes into thin air. Which is...mostly right but sort of wrong because he didn't so much vanish into thing air as he literally became thin air.]

[But when no shots are fired, he cautiously reforms himself, clear on the other side of the room. He has his hands up in front of him.]

Sorry, I...can't control the zaps. They just sort of...happen and I am kind of pulled along for the ride. Ehehe...heh... So um...yeah.