Dodge ftw! (5: 4 melee, 1 roll)<br/><br/>"I want you to stop this ship, meatbag." Zeta, for some inexplicable reason, actually deigned to respond to him. Perhaps some dormant programming had allowed her to pick up on the pain in his voice. Was she trying to reassure him that she had a mission, or simply give him the terms of his surrender? It was no matter - as his attack continued, so did hers. His wild attacks were getting him nowhere, as she simply dropped, catching him on her feet, and sending him flying back into the wall once more. Standing again, she said flatly, "I am incapable of hate. Understand this. However, if I were indeed capable of it," she said, straightening her battered skintight suit, "I would hate you."<br/><br/>The walls are getting tired of this (3: 4 melee, -1 roll)<br/><br/>FP: 5 (OOC Communication mixup.)