"You freaking parasites." It seemed rude to both shoot at you and insult you. That's the one thing Peter took from the gigantic robot smashing through the lounge. Adri had used her shield to block most of the projectiles, but Peter saw some make it through to her armor and knew that she'd been hit. He could sense it in a way he couldn't explain. He also knew he could heal her when the time came, but they had to destroy the robot first which seemed a little hard considering their current circumstance.
"We need a plan." Adri and Peter were crouched behind the remains of some kind of dining table. The man in the robot was tromping around near by, they had managed to get away from him after he fired a rocket off that obscured his vision.
"Oh now we need a plan."
"Don't start with me Peter."
"So what do you propose?"
"Well I get out there and distract him with my shield, and then you get behind it and hit him with that hammer like you've never hit something before. Hit him so hard his family will feel it into the afterlife."
"Better plan than waiting to die." The robot turned a corner and Adri charged at it with her shield, she smashed the gun arm hoping to knock it off balance, but seemingly didn't do anything. She was about to bring her sword down on it when its other arm smashed into her and sent her flying backwards. Adri hoped she had bought enough time for Peter, but she didn't see him anywhere.
"Stupid fools, do you really think your armor and ancient weapons can do anything to my armor?"
"Well we had hoped to not run into a big robot." The man was about to say something in return when Peter came crashing down on his head. The mace smashed the robot on top of its operator. His anguished wail reverberated in the room. Peter turned to Adri who looked pretty beat up, he reached out a hand and she felt better.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Better that you didn't wait forever yeah." Adri hit Peter on the shoulder and they both had a laugh about things, until something exploded deeper in the ship.
"We should probably."
"Yeah leave, definitely leave." They didn't really know how to get off the ship, or where they could even go, but it was the thought that mostly counted about getting off the ship.
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