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Well, she didn't take him out of the fight, which wasn't great - although Robin couldn't help feeling pleased that she'd gotten a good hit in. But the [i]best[/i] thing was the tough-talking, which managed to coax a lazy smile from the girl. [color=cyan]"What can I say? I aim to p--"[/color] She cut herself off, reacting just a little too late as he launched his next volley. Maybe she'd gotten a little too caught up in the verbal sparring, as she barely got her vital parts out of the way - and even that only with an unnatural-looking twist around on one leg that made her thankful for the mobility upgrades.

Nonetheless, a hiss of pain escaped her as concrete tore across her left side. It took seconds to assess the damage to the mechanical parts, a task she didn't need to put much effort into doing. Forearm plate cracked open, a couple of fingers broken, a small shard embedded deep in her hand - there went her punching capabilities, and gripping too until she got a chance to pull it out. The damage was obvious at a glance, sparking circuitry intertwined with muscle now visible where the armour had broken.

[color=cyan]"Y'know, it's rude to interrupt."[/color] Glancing down at the blood seeping across the plating, she didn't seem too bothered by the painful-looking injuries. If anything, she was downright dismissive of it. [color=cyan]"And mind the paint-job, buddy, it's worth more than you are."[/color]

All the distraction was a nice way of ignoring the fact that it seriously hurt. [color=cyan][i]Refocus[/i][/color]. He was a ranged attacker, so she had to close in quickly, make sure he couldn't keep his distance. Sprinting forward, she launched herself at him.

Rather than another slice that'd give him a chance to get away, it seemed she just planned to straight-up tackle the guy and pin him down - and if needed, give out a few more hits to match the one that had bloodied his nose. After all, she was a whole lot stronger than your average human. Figured that all she needed to do was get a proper grip with her good hand.