it's not /unaffected/ by the microbots, not entirely as far as he can tell, but it's still enduring them in a manner that's a bit unsettling. the ones still by him shift and twitch, betraying his unease, even as he breaks off the attack to pull himself fully up on to the roof. a shrugging roll of his shoulders to adjust his spoils, and he's leaning back over to get a better look-
-and then he catches sight of red optics behind glass, and then everything goes very still.
his eyes move down to- chest. circular port. it follows other lines as the armored beast continues its climb, the microbots now outright starting to writhe, and then snapping towards the figure again without any prompting at all.
threat. response. even as Callaghan takes a step back away from the edge, because-
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it's not /unaffected/ by the microbots, not entirely as far as he can tell, but it's still enduring them in a manner that's a bit unsettling. the ones still by him shift and twitch, betraying his unease, even as he breaks off the attack to pull himself fully up on to the roof. a shrugging roll of his shoulders to adjust his spoils, and he's leaning back over to get a better look-
-and then he catches sight of red optics behind glass, and then everything goes very still.
his eyes move down to- chest. circular port. it follows other lines as the armored beast continues its climb, the microbots now outright starting to writhe, and then snapping towards the figure again without any prompting at all.
threat. response. even as Callaghan takes a step back away from the edge, because-
what is this?]