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"Nascen, hit the arm." Alan said as he unclipped another grenade from his belt.
"Dont get close to that arm!" Alan said over the intercom. "Let me get a clear throw."
Alan hurled the grenade across the short span between the buildings. He aimed a little inside the arm, so if he missed it would bounce off the building wall and still have a good chance of doing some damage.

((I see. 3nodding Here's an example of where dice comes into play: Macro 3's blade against Fischig's telekinesis. First one's for Macro, second's for Fischig.))

Macro's arm was damaged in two places: near the wall, where the grenade detonated, and where it was shot in the elbow. The arm was severed where it hit the elbow, but Macro's momentum kept it going towards the wall.

As it passed under Fischig, the sword traveled through it's body, but it kept going- a few chips of metal flew from its form as it went. As it continued its flight towards the wall, its severed arm fell apart in the form of tiny metal pieces.

On it's way to the wall, it collided with the tiny metal pieces, and the pieces reattached themselves to its body. No longer resembling a human, it's entire body now had a metallic sheen, and had doubled inside.

Hitting the wall, it gripped tightly, rearing its head back and re-assessing the situation. Notably, several chunks of metal that were hit by the grenade were unable to reattach themselves to Macro's body, and so it discarded them.


[Addendum]

As Macro passed under Fischig, it was unable to penetrate the hastily created shield, and so hastily withdrew its blade back into its body.

((That is correct. Decreased mass + increased volume = decreased density, if that's what you're getting at. 3nodding ))

Nascen could have spat when they moved to the wall nearer his building; he avoided cursing. Running back to the far side of his roof, he put the gun over his shoulder and moved to it's center to observe and wait for an oppurtunity for him to make some sort of productive action. Over the headpeices he spoke. "I can't see, let me know what's going on Jacknife."

He didn't think it would work but it had been something. He couldn't get up close or risk being attacked by any number of blades which would appear in an instant and the threat of Alan getting hurt as well was too great. Holding the sword in one hand it's chain rocked as Fischig brought his flamer from it's sling. Leaping from his perch he slowed his fall with his ability before rolling on the ground and to his knees to greet the robot with a burst of burning promethium.

Nascen ran to the edge of the roof toward the street, centering his gun's aim on the doorway Alan was leaving, watching for the machine to leave after him. "I have the doorway covered, I'm waiting for the next move." he said, noticing the beam through the wall and the small beginings of crumbling. The flash and sound were something, but as they were inside the building and not outside it, it was mostly shielded so he only blinked a few small times and rubbed an ear briefly.

As Fischig landed in front of Macro, it could tell that he had something planned. It immediately formed a half-dome shield in front of it, and the fire fused the shield in place. Macro 3 reared back for an instant, disconnecting from its now-solid shield, then launched an open-palm strike against the metal. The result was that it now flew at Fischig like an over-sized bullet.

The sound of the flashbang momentarily disrupted Macro's sensors, causing the machine to step back and crouch defensively, it's body suddenly covered with razor-sharp spikes.


[Addendum]

((See you, Fish. Hope you can make it back soon. 3nodding ))