He's distracted enough that the words stumble out on their own. The blade is snaking around, and for a few seconds it's all he can do to keep it from sinking into his own chest. Connor redirects it, but he's fighting someone who knows all his tricks. Even with one arm disabled, Connor knows better than to underestimate him.
"... I'm not alive," he murmurs. The ground is slippery. The android's shoulder is stiff and useless. He needs to knock out mobility, and also to disable his means of attack--
--the knife dips, and Connor catches it by the blunt edge. All it takes is a sharp, wrenching twist, and suddenly it's out of the RK800's grip, and safely in his own. He doesn't waste time: one-handedly he turns the knife around, then plunges it into the opposite shoulder, yanking the weapon back as soon as he can.
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He's distracted enough that the words stumble out on their own. The blade is snaking around, and for a few seconds it's all he can do to keep it from sinking into his own chest. Connor redirects it, but he's fighting someone who knows all his tricks. Even with one arm disabled, Connor knows better than to underestimate him.
"... I'm not alive," he murmurs. The ground is slippery. The android's shoulder is stiff and useless. He needs to knock out mobility, and also to disable his means of attack--
--the knife dips, and Connor catches it by the blunt edge. All it takes is a sharp, wrenching twist, and suddenly it's out of the RK800's grip, and safely in his own. He doesn't waste time: one-handedly he turns the knife around, then plunges it into the opposite shoulder, yanking the weapon back as soon as he can.