Miri let out a low growl. [color=aabbdd]"John! Jessie! Whatever your name is! I'm trying to [i]stop[/i] the bloodshed! I'd appreciate it if you didn't go in guns blazing like a drunk goblin!"[/color] She briefly flicked her eyes over to the mutilated machine, though with her pupil-less eyes, it was hard to tell. [color=aabbdd]"You. You're some kind of high-tech machine, right? Can you contact the authorities? So long as John J. Keeshan over here doesn't complicate things."[/color]

Suddenly, the liquor bottles above the blue-haired woman burst and caught fire--was there a gap between her shield and the ceiling? Or perhaps her shield wasn't nearly as strong as she thought. Of course the woman wouldn't stay there and let herself catch fire. Right? (Alright, she [i]was[/i] a few elekks short of a stampede...) Anticipating, hoping, [i]praying[/i] that the blue-haired woman would bolt out the side of the bar, Miri split her shield into two smaller 3x3 foot squares, each one controlled by either hand. One jumped over to block the woman's retreat out from behind the bar, while the other stood where the larger shield was, trying to stop her from vaulting back over. Of course, with less surface area, one could easily fire around the shields, but they'd at least hold the woman there. The only way to retreat would be the other way, away from the shields.

[color=777777]((I'm imagining the bar being something like [url=https://m.imgur.com/DGCU512]this[/url], where there's only one way out of the bar, since the other end just ends at a wall. Buuut I suppose it could also be like [url=https://i.imgur.com/TkuflHv.jpg]this[/url], how it's open on both ends. I'm just overthinking things, go with whatever you guys want. :P ))[/color]