[ They've faced off YoRHa androids before, but those they pursued were in their current position. 9S can't help but feel completely helpless, recalling very, very well how their connection to the Bunker left them at the best advantage. They're the targets now, and the likelihood of them getting out of this is extremely slim.
He takes down two flight units, but hardly with ease. Their contingency programs wrack terror on his own processors, flooding his entire system with fragmented files that pile on weight, slowing down his efficiency. His visuals glitch in and out, the effectiveness of their security taking its toll on him. Once he gets to the last one, he's yanked into a corner by an android fast enough to break his focus. ]
Gh--!
[ 9S is grasped hard, the pursuer seeking to take him by the arm with clear intentions on pulling him away. Whether or not it's for termination or simply to capture him, he can't be sure. He's willing to debate on the second assumption, because they start to break out restraints. In the scuffle, he tries to pry himself away, the grip on his arm far too tight for him to simply pull away and run. Command has clearly sent the best of the best, knowing what they're up against.
His gaze falls over to 2B, frantic and horrified when he sees that she's fighting by the skin of her teeth. He opens his mouth to scream for her, but is immediately interrupted when the one trying to capture him strikes him hard. He grits his teeth, realizing the Pods are barely doing enough damage, and the further 2B is away from him, the worse this gets.
He makes a decision quick. Without thought. Without debating with the consequences. With a swift strike of the hand that holds his blade, 9S hacks off his arm with precision, thankful for its sharpness but immediately greeted with incredible pain. Sparks fly as the chords and supports are disconnected, but it's as if the dire situation has him able to ignore it.
It's then that 2B is able to get close, just as 9S breaks away where she physically tosses him far off. He lands against the wall with a loud clang, head coming into contact with the metal surface where his visuals immediately clock out. The impact is hard, enough to knock him unconscious where he doesn't witness her self-destructing for the sake of saving the two of them.
His arm had fallen to the ground, burned to a crisp as they fall into the debris previously lit ablaze. 9S isn't capable of feeling pain, at least, when he's forcibly powered down as his systems struggle to log back on. ]
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He takes down two flight units, but hardly with ease. Their contingency programs wrack terror on his own processors, flooding his entire system with fragmented files that pile on weight, slowing down his efficiency. His visuals glitch in and out, the effectiveness of their security taking its toll on him. Once he gets to the last one, he's yanked into a corner by an android fast enough to break his focus. ]
Gh--!
[ 9S is grasped hard, the pursuer seeking to take him by the arm with clear intentions on pulling him away. Whether or not it's for termination or simply to capture him, he can't be sure. He's willing to debate on the second assumption, because they start to break out restraints. In the scuffle, he tries to pry himself away, the grip on his arm far too tight for him to simply pull away and run. Command has clearly sent the best of the best, knowing what they're up against.
His gaze falls over to 2B, frantic and horrified when he sees that she's fighting by the skin of her teeth. He opens his mouth to scream for her, but is immediately interrupted when the one trying to capture him strikes him hard. He grits his teeth, realizing the Pods are barely doing enough damage, and the further 2B is away from him, the worse this gets.
He makes a decision quick. Without thought. Without debating with the consequences. With a swift strike of the hand that holds his blade, 9S hacks off his arm with precision, thankful for its sharpness but immediately greeted with incredible pain. Sparks fly as the chords and supports are disconnected, but it's as if the dire situation has him able to ignore it.
It's then that 2B is able to get close, just as 9S breaks away where she physically tosses him far off. He lands against the wall with a loud clang, head coming into contact with the metal surface where his visuals immediately clock out. The impact is hard, enough to knock him unconscious where he doesn't witness her self-destructing for the sake of saving the two of them.
His arm had fallen to the ground, burned to a crisp as they fall into the debris previously lit ablaze. 9S isn't capable of feeling pain, at least, when he's forcibly powered down as his systems struggle to log back on. ]