<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Shrike.jpg_zpsf93crnmc.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Christopher Hayes aka Shrike<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(14:15 PM), 28th of June 2016<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Xavier School for gifted youngsters, Westchester, Upstage New York, Danger Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Psylocke, Sunpyre, Mainfold<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Shrike kept his wings folded tightly against his body as he tumbled and dodged, trying to keep his movements unpredictable.  He could feel the heat of the energy bolts as they roared past him.  They were too close for comfort.  There were only three places safe from being shot at; above the robot, behind the robot and beneath it.  Shrike chose the last one.<br/><br/>He hoped that with the robot focused on him, the others would have a chance to regroup.  He zipped through and around the things legs, like an angry chihuahua and when he thought he had the extra second to act, he worried away at the Sentinel's ankles with the edges of his wings.  There were no tendons to sever but weakening the joints should have some affect on the damned thing.<br/><br/>During one of his tumbles he'd managed to get a hand on the loose end of the chain.  The broken link wouldn't hold for long but he could hook it to another link forming a temporary loop which, during one of his trips between the Sentinel's legs, he secured to one of the thing's tree truck like leg.<br/><br/>"Sunpyre!  Wrap the chain around it's legs!  Juggernaut!-"<br/><br/>He was going to try to get Juggernaut to execute the second half of his plan but it was at that point that his ability to remain unpredictable intersected with Nimrod's ability to predict his movements.  A huge hand connected with him, sending him sprawling right into Juggernaut's chest.  It was like hitting a concrete bridge abutment, only not quite as soft.  He bounced off, hit the ground and tumbled to a stop at Psylocke's feet.<br/><br/>"Ow..." he said in a strangled voice, shaking his head to clear it enough to keep moving.  He tried to move, tried to not be a sitting duck, should Nimrod want to blast him but the dizziness make like moving through molasses.  He didn't think anything was broken and his body seemed to be working but his brain was having trouble controlling it.  If the thing wanted to take him out with an energy blast, it had the perfect opportunity.<br/><br/><em>I don't think this is Level One...</em>