[B]Sid[/b]

The citizens s began to push harder now running as the building awkwardly shifted, they came pouring g out of tunnel, his weapon was steadily firing into the crowd. For now they were staying away, but Sid knew it wouldn't last long and then with out notice, a burst of rapid fire came from the crowd, the bullets smashing into his protective armor, his weapon was broken apart by the brief hail. He drew a pistol, and began to fire again. His armor couldn't take much more. But soon his audio sensors picked up the sounds of BigBrothers engines, he fired until there was no more ammo in his weapon dropping it casually, he drew his last fire arm. It was getting close. Bullets still wizzed a bout him, there was no doubt that he had some exposed components after this mission. He turned his cranial briefly, but luck would have it, that he would take a round to the back of the head. It didn't penetrate but it scrambled his processor. [I]Combat effective 37%, Facial recognition damaged, Optical sensors damaged, Processing at 50%, Motor functions damaged, Immediate maintainenance required.[/I] 

Turning back to the crowd. The had world became slightly different at that point, where he used to see the individual meat bags now he could only distinguish a few of them. His optical sensors strained to adjust, he knew that forced shutdown could be imminent. But then a small ping echoed through out his remaining functions alerting him that BigBrother was ready to go. He had no reason but he pushed the girl into the back of the aircraft. Now the people lost little reguard for safety and were rushing. Be climbed in and big brother began his ascent though some managed to cling on for dear life he gave then a quick answer with a bullet. Before she could recover he moved to the repairs container, sitting down, small arms spread out from the box behind him quickly and effectively removing the very damaged armor. They went to work quickly patching his hydraulics, optical sensors, and what ever other mechanical component could be replaced would be replaced. He was dangerously low on spare parts. 

"BigBrother, scan frequencies search key words, Jack, Escape, Pickup, Safe. Scan for frequencies being covered by a cloak." 

Sid didn't say anything to the teen standing in front of him. He wore a worn cloak, that shifted slightly with the wind, that wasn't there. He could see the dirt and sweat caused by the intense desert heat. [I]"SID, you're looking pretty rough friend. Gotta take cover next time. If you die who will protect me huh?" [/i]His voice was gentle though it was beginning to deepen it would crack every so often. "Understood, and will comply. Danny, next course of action?" The youth laughed. [I]"You have it under control, Just get repaired, and well go after jack together."[/I] He never noticed the small numbers that would occasionally trail off of his body. And to a third party watching he would be speaking to nothing. "Understood." His words were croaked out, if robotics could do such a thing.