Flynn dodged the clumsy fire and inneffectual melee attacks of the larger M/ECA, watching and waiting for that opening. Jeez, he most know his weak spot, because he's not giving me anything here. Nothing, even blows directed from above, tempted the pilot to raise their M/ECA's arms to defend themselves. One of Flynn's kunai was already damaged and out of commission. He hit the comm button again. "Is that a picnic lunch I just saw you take out? C'mon, man. We're being attacked here. As much as I love dashing like a total lunatic around much slower opponents, some fireworks on your end would be most appreciated."
He deftly parried a particularly large missle, directing back toward the M/ECA's shoulder. Maybe I can blow its damn arm off... When the dust cleared, however, Flynn saw the M/ECA was as much intact as ever. He sweatdropped and dodged a clumsy swipe and retaliated with his beam scythe, trying to some way disable his adversary.
A discreet bing of the diagnostic system sounded. "Sensor detected," said a cold, dispassionnate voice.
"Shut up, unless they're hostile or have a better idea on how to tackle this huge thing, it can wait."
Valek responded by displaying the wireframe of the Heavy M/ECA. "Fine. Let me know if it moves or does anything besides scan."
He deftly parried a particularly large missle, directing back toward the M/ECA's shoulder. Maybe I can blow its damn arm off... When the dust cleared, however, Flynn saw the M/ECA was as much intact as ever. He sweatdropped and dodged a clumsy swipe and retaliated with his beam scythe, trying to some way disable his adversary.
A discreet bing of the diagnostic system sounded. "Sensor detected," said a cold, dispassionnate voice.
"Shut up, unless they're hostile or have a better idea on how to tackle this huge thing, it can wait."
Valek responded by displaying the wireframe of the Heavy M/ECA. "Fine. Let me know if it moves or does anything besides scan."