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((First roll, automatic defense system cannon. Second Roll, Cleaning out with fire. Security doesn't get a bonus, just the roll. So I decree. Also, Squadron's roll gets +20 for his level, plus the level of Nightz added to his attcak.))

One of the ceiling panels slid back, a long, sleek black cannon appeared. It swiveled towards the man that fired, Vincent, shooting a high power, high velocity round towards the construction worker.

The machine gun bot, was shredded, by the combination of fire from Weinberg, sizzling, and stopping with a crackle as vital electronics were hit.

Squadron watched, as the planes crashed into him, blowing up in a fireball, metal peppering his armor shell, cutting hundreds of small gashes in the thick plating. Most were just about a quarter of an inch deep, not revealing any vitals left, but still they were chinks in the armor.

Squadron drew in the flames, adding them to his own. The energy built up around his body, and shot out in a sphere that surrounded him, expanding til they hit the window they had entered in.

Of course this burned up a lot of tables, chairs, and fried equipment, but this couldn't be helped.

(First for my dodge, 2nd for my catch)

Fire, not again, not THIS TIME! Martian stood up and jumped out the window he had jst entered, after a brief moment of free fall, his moss tentacle, connected to the lower section of the building as well as the ground below, grasped him and held him in mid air outside of the building. Inside, his moss bubbles combusted, like gas tanks, blowing holes in the floor and objects, as the wall of fire went across the room.
Martian himself did not come back to the 27th floor, instead, the sound of breaking glass could be heard one floor down.

Thats an 18, depeding of my ditance away I may get a bonus. With a 29 on my catch, I'm going to assume I don't fall to my death.

((Okay, the only problem I see is that you didn't actually respond to me swinging my hammer down on Squadron. Technically doesn't that mean I have free rein to destroy it? Unless you want to say that I haven't reached it yet.))

((And thus I would think that the fire system would be active now.

And Bryces... my idea is no. You would be burned before you got there. Even more so, potentially lethally, because you were running right into it. Not to mention caught in Nightz Frag attack. That's my idea. And as judge, well, I would say you can't run across a room and attack me, before I could blow up, as it were, or before Nightz frag grenades went off.))

((Okay, I was just making sure. A roll for defense then.))

((Crap, forgot the machine gun attack. That'll be the first roll. Here's the fire defense roll. And I'll edit this post.

WOW. Two sixes. That's 26 for both. It's a good thing we posted in the foundry before this fight or I'd be dead...))

Running headfirst into an attack like that was stupid of him. However, Vincent got very very lucky.

First, the automated defense system halted his charge. This was lucky because he was no longer running into a wall of fire. His construction-fu hard hat defense came in handy as he took the bullet in the head, without any damage. However, the impact of the bullet still sent him back to the ground.

Next, the wave of fire came over him. At this point, only one thing saved him from severe injury. He never took off that flame-resistant suit from the foundry. And it saved his entire body from being burned to a crisp. However, the attack was strong enough to burn numerous holes in the suit, and he even suffered several first degree burns. It was safe to say that he couldn't take an attack like that again.

[[Sorry, got distracted. Let me edit.]]

((Okay, Twizzler wall fails. But I'll say strong enough that Nightz suit would protect him from any flames. After all, they aren't meant for actually fire attacks, just protection so people could work near heat. So don't count on them to save you from more than one attack. Good work on that Bryces. Note the bullet thing is because you fired before the attack. So I effectively had a level 38 super heat wall. So I figured between two barriers, one almost supernatural, I could stop the shot.

Roll for smiting.))

The hammer man was down, the Moss man was nowhere to be seen, and that left only one dangerous target, immediately. Squadron tried to pull to his left, throwing up a table in front of him as the man called Gizmo leveled the pistol. Between pistol rounds traveling through fire, and the sturdy table taking the shots, no damage was dealt to the bot.

As the table fell, the bot was back with an attack. His hand pointed out towards Gizmo, it crackled, and electricity arced from hand, to Gizmo.