[Fuck, this dumbass was getting too close for comfort. Continuing the the C.A.I.'s rotation was going to be difficult... and being locked in a room barely eating for a few days sure as hell wasn't helping. He was getting tired, if he kept the shields up he wouldn't make it through another rotation, but they were already starting to weaken and slow down.
He let out an irritated growl and with a flash of red flames the shields were recalled into the little red box on his belt. He would have to do more maneuvering himself, and he was admittedly slow...
... but if worse came to worse he'd just use his small dynamite to propel him away.]
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He let out an irritated growl and with a flash of red flames the shields were recalled into the little red box on his belt. He would have to do more maneuvering himself, and he was admittedly slow...
... but if worse came to worse he'd just use his small dynamite to propel him away.]