Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180613113045/@comment-25828117-20180626224542

(I think bullet time would help Harry)

Harry had already kept his mouth shut but knew he could draw the Ka-bar knife from his jacket pocket in a flash without them being able to do anything about it. All he needed was a small diversion.

"Why, sure." The woman allowed, not realising he meant kicking the door down.

The Protectron's domehead calculated. "Fire-arms detected. Use of laser defense system now authorized."

Cinder's chair was suddenly buzzed in two, she was now holding two smoldering pieces of what used to be the same chair. A laser had cut through the seat like a hot knife through butter.

American technology was really something.