[A boxing bot is a new thing to Slipstream, even with all the Cybertronians and Sumdac automatons she's seen. She'd been more intrigued if the thing trying to clobber the bot didn't so well fit the description of ten-foot-tall monster. She raises her arms and guns, stalking toward the entrance as much as a 30 ft, heeled, robot can. Her first instinct is to make a shot from behind, but she can see quickly that isn't going to be effective. The way the creature swings it appendages - are those even arms? Well, the top-heaviness and rotational momentum combined make its movement erratic. Summary: It's movement is not easily predictable. The little bot, therefore, is doing well.]
Hey! Meathooks! [OK, so she's not quite as snappy with organic insults. Not to mention she doesn't like the strategy that includes her being bait, but it seems an effective way to get the thing to move, so the temple and inhabitants aren't in her line of fire, if this thing suddenly wobbles out of target lock. Friendly fire: not a good way to score points.]
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Hey! Meathooks! [OK, so she's not quite as snappy with organic insults. Not to mention she doesn't like the strategy that includes her being bait, but it seems an effective way to get the thing to move, so the temple and inhabitants aren't in her line of fire, if this thing suddenly wobbles out of target lock. Friendly fire: not a good way to score points.]
This thing doesn't fly, right?!