[color=fff200][b][h2] Griff [/h2][/b][/color]

What the heck just happened? One moment he was acting, next moment some woman had pried open the door then he was being the target of what he could recognize as a Taekwondo kick. He had spent gods know how many hours watching martial arts videos, that he could identify most martial art styles by watching how their bodies moved. The woman had seem very precise. Griff didn't try to dodge the incoming blow, he was too wrapped up in seeing martial arts happening right in front of him, and was curious how hard a hitter she actually were. Besides he had a thick skull! But she stopped her kick right before landing it.

[color=fff200][i]'Huh? What? What did it try to tell him? Oh she's a machine? If it talks like one it has to be one. Probably a sparring bot! Man! I thought it was real martial arts for a moment. Boy did that trick me. Eh? Where's the ga- Oh she's being carried away. Did that robot just call her a child?'[/i][/color] A grin formed on his lips as he began to laugh out loud, his both hands planted by his waist. [color=fff200][b]"She called her a child! Her child? So her mother is a robot? Cool. That explains why she didn't get my situation. Computers are dumb. Ah man! I better get the heck out of here and to my private quarters, good thing I got a good shoulder for bashing a door in. Thank goodness for being human."[/b][/color]

Griff looked outside the room and made a run for his private quarters. Wasn't there someplace important they were supposed to be anyhow?

Somehow he had made it out of so many deathtraps for the day. [color=fff200][i]'One more proof that when there's trouble! Use your head, tackle it head-on!'[/i][/color] He mentally cheered himself on.