Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20170122000908/@comment-27661770-20170122184440

Strider pounced on Glomus.

"Hostile intent detected. Proper procedure:"

His eye glowed red. This was a known tactic that often unnerved his opponents and gave them a nmoment of paralysis in fear, but it came at telegraphing the next word. Like there was any real threat by this one, who was demonstrating above-average forceful, non-reparable disassembly skills but poor battle skills.

"Terminate."

The knife missed Glomus' head by one inch. A calculated miss: Strider knew what he was doing, and Glomus had likely never bothered to read up on him. Ifd he HAD, then Strider had vastly miscalculated his opponent. Who knows what DARPA tech he would have stolen? The steel cable attatched to his knife in the case of losing it wound back before he moved to pounce. And the gun arm swung, M16 preparing to emerge.

Hunter was busy undoing Glomus' malicious works.