Jacks' did not react. He could of, and certainly had the agility to do so, so many times removed from that of an average human being, doing so would have been terribly easy. His synthetic muscles would have shot that free hand across the short distance and snatched her human hand before she even knew what was happening. It was in his programming to do so, but he did not.<br/><br/>M reached back and grabbed the baton, she swung around and snatched the device from the rear of her belt. Without hesitation she slammed the shortwave EMP's probes into the synthetic man's chest, instantly frying the Sentinel's system.  He froze, shaking and seizing uncontrollably. His synthetic muscles locked freezing his grip around M's wrist.<br/><br/>Jacks watched as the girl had delivered acted , he couldn't comprehend why he hadn't stopped her attack to his chest, but any internalization was stopped short when the energy weapon blasted his hardrive. His mind blanked, and he short circuited. A total reboot of his system, no criminal inside Futera had any weapon like this and so Jacks had no idea what he'd been hit with.<br/><br/>Jacks stood statuesque, holding M a few feet or so off the ground, He didn't fall and his hand was locked in place, leaving the young woman stuck, suspended by his vice like grip. The baton had worked, but now what? She was trapped and sooner or later certainly a Nightwatch officer would come by. What would she do, even if she did get free how was she going to drag a few hundred pounds, the hundred or so yards to the sewer entrance? Her mind raced.