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((There was a decent hallway walk before the trophy room, just thought I'd cut through the time of walking!))
Arman swings the bench again, this time Drang prepared as the stone crumbles to pieces on impact. Drang then raises his hand and Arman begins to float a few feet off the ground a few feet away from Drang!
"You primitives are not very sporting, are you?" He flings Arman at Jack's back, who may not see it coming as he walks towards the ship!
John parrys the hand, but when he goes to swing again he gets kicked in the stomach and flung hard up into the ceiling!
Afano's attack lands, enough that WB takes a step backwards! However, the impact is so hard that Afano's arm itself is damaged and no longer able to be used! Whatever WB is made of is several times harder than Afano!
Kanon steals a horn, looks almost like a unicorn horn! Lydia can find a bone shaped like a club, or what looks like a high tech cross bow! As Kanon and Lydia backpedal the way they came, they see a cat, robot, and alien run across!
With a loud metal thud AFANO lands on the ground. He's made of some pretty tough stuff and is surprised about what happened.
With WB and John close together AFANO jumps back and scans them both to get a decent judge of their current strength levels and what exactly this brute is made out of.
The engineer hears the “Meep” plop onto the deck. He was disappointed that it immediately scurried away but wasn’t all that surprised. Fortunately, her flight made plenty of noise so he wasn’t too far behind.
In fact, the engineer would’ve pursued her almost immediately if it weren’t for a sudden pinch on one of his limb’s joints. He’d been so focused on Meep’s movement that the drone slipped right up his prosthetic legs with ease.
A sort of hissing gasp slipped between his mandibles as the engineer swung at the drone with one of its prosthetic lower arms. What a nuisance!
If the drone flew off, he’d dart after Meep, ignoring the invading aliens for the time being.
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Meep finds a crevice to hide into, but Lydia and Kanon spot her, almost running into the engineer!
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Jack and Arman go tumbling into the ship with a crash past absinthe!
“You primitives are not very sporting. Perhaps containment is necessary.” Drang floats in after them.
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John is snatched out of the air! WB grabs the arm before yanking John by the neck, holding him up with a choke by one hand!
Whatever number Afano associates with John is about 2/3 the level that WB is reading! Afano can’t tell what exactly he’s made of but it seems to be some sort of exoskeleton of organic material!
"And you repeat yourself," Arman growls as he stands up, using Jack's body as a handhold first.
"Hit me. Hard," he says to the other two. It still hasn't fully processed to him that Drang does things with his mind, and so he approaches the alien, awaiting a boost.
The SpiderBot allows itself to be swatted away, tucking its legs up under its body to roll with the landing, before skittering after the Meep.
As it dashes towards the hole (that it should likely be small enough to follow) it sends back all of the genetic information it received from the engineer back to Reeve for processing and analysis.
Reeve salivates at the idea of implementing alien DNA into his robots.
"Attention Mr-beep-Allcott! According my my scans you are of lesser strength than beep-the monster! Normally if you'd go 1 on 1 you'd have a 50/50 chance of winning, but he's a genetic freak and is not normal! Currently you have a 25% at beep-best at beat him! But with me his master added to the mix the chances of winning-beep drastic go down. In a normal 3-way you'd have a 33rd and 1/3rd chance of winning, but as a team they have a 66 and 2/3rds chance of winning because I lost an arm and know I can't beat him and I won't even try! So with your current 33 1\3rd chance minus my 25% of an arm and you stand s 8 1\3rd chance of winning. But then you take his 75% chance of winning if you two went 1 on 1 and then add 66 and 2/3% then the enemy currently has a 141 and 2/3rds chance of winning!"
AFANO is so good at math!
"The numbers currently spell d1s4st3r! I suggest an alternative plan to fighting! I suggest we YEET him into the sun! I will attempt to fly us there! Wait here!"
With his lights turning off from red and back to standard blue he runs into the ship scanning for the helm!
Seeing the Meep react negatively to being chased, the ReeveBot decides on an alternate tactic.
Two panels open under its ocular sensors, and a soft, soothing musical number begins to play. There's a definite electronic music background, but as if mixed with a lullabye.
Back in the lab, Reeve stares. "That should match the inverse of its harmonic frequencies, if I conducted it correctly."
"And you always do," the robot says to him, still half-repaired.
"And I always do," Reeve repeats, nodding to himself.
Kanon scratches her right ear with her right pinky finger watching the rock-paper-scissors display of fluff, bot, and bug.
"Red, we aren't in Kansas anymore..."
She comments to the other interloper while raising her left to fire a high intensity beam of light directly into Drone's head, which is accompanied an increasing high pitched whirring noise that drops to heavy reverberating bass upon reaching it's target.
"OI! No fighting on my ship!"
It's totally her's now.
"Now, where the guns at on this bitch? We some bugs outside to squish."
"Pretty sure you're never supposed to tell someone the fucking odds, Afano!"
John grits his teeth and grips onto WB's wrist! He would swing his legs up to wrap around the aliens arm. Leaning back and using his weight, he to attempts to snap the arm at the elbow!
AFANO sprints of for the controls! Once he makes it over he tries to access the panel, comparing their OS and language to as many Earth-based OS's and languages as he can to try and decipher them.
Arman gets power boosted and juiced up! Drang waves his hand again, however, lifting Arman up into the air and towards himself, using him as a shield in case there’s a blast.
“Impressive power, but your strategy remains basic.”
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The language barrier is hard to get past! There’s patterns, but Afanos current operating system can’t decipher the language. He does however see pretty standard controls and a big shiny red button.
John goes for an armbar and hyper extends it! However, it seems he’s more exoskeleton and less bones, so nothing breaks! WB retaliates by slamming John into the wall, followed by the floor, denting the metal in both places. He then goes to pull his arm free.