Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7242608-20140531005324/@comment-5949826-20140604213645

I suddenly frowned. "What's your name, AI?"

"My n@&me is Dew, 0fc0urs#. I am the dec@*y for Blue, to make sure!*@ it isn't captured##"

Damn it all.

"Nevermind, the AI is not blue" It must be in the next room then I though to myself.

Then Knightmare turned the corner, with a shotgun in hand. He smiled grimly and pulled the trigger. My shields exploded in a flash of yellow light and I flew backwards, my armour pockmarked where the pellets hit. I rolled out of the way as the next shot wrecked the bloodstained carpet. I jumped up, in considerable pain and the third shot punctured my armour systems, drawing blood. I felt the pain blossom and felt the coolness of the biofoam injectors doing their job.

I fued back with the storm rifle, causing knightmare to take cover. I took the moment of respite to let my sheild recharge as I wondered what to do.