[SecUnit is in the process of checking the weapon over as it says this, grimly incredulous - either this isn't a combat bot at all, or this is the most overprepared combat bot it's ever met -
and the gun is dead.]
Are you fucking joking.
[Its voice reads flat, exasperated, as it keeps the gun in one hand - until it hears the sudden thud of approaching feet, way too fucking fast. It jerks back, bracing for some kind of impact because its performance reliability is so far shot by whatever malfunction is reducing its reflex speed.
When Shadow comes to a stop on the countertop, SecUnit has ducked back behind one of the tables, a good two meters off from the bar, the empty gun tossed somewhere behind it and one forearm raised, energy weapon not yet primed to fire.
Mostly because it's taking in the clearly non-human shape and trying to recalculate its odds.]
no subject
[SecUnit is in the process of checking the weapon over as it says this, grimly incredulous - either this isn't a combat bot at all, or this is the most overprepared combat bot it's ever met -
and the gun is dead.]
Are you fucking joking.
[Its voice reads flat, exasperated, as it keeps the gun in one hand - until it hears the sudden thud of approaching feet, way too fucking fast. It jerks back, bracing for some kind of impact because its performance reliability is so far shot by whatever malfunction is reducing its reflex speed.
When Shadow comes to a stop on the countertop, SecUnit has ducked back behind one of the tables, a good two meters off from the bar, the empty gun tossed somewhere behind it and one forearm raised, energy weapon not yet primed to fire.
Mostly because it's taking in the clearly non-human shape and trying to recalculate its odds.]
Drop the weapon.