He took the blow cleanly under the chin, a firm reminder that he was not an agile air combatant, and bounding over the still settling door was NOT firm terrain. He slammed back first into a wall on the OTHER side of the hanger she had just came into, going through the wall, and feeling several things breaking as he slammed into the wall on the other side of the opposite hanger. He forced himself to roll to his feet, and bit back a scream as his thigh suddenly turned into liquid agony. He ripped a piece of steel from it, and limped forward, pulling one of the two devices he had grabbed out, and slapping it against the hole. "HAG! Considering you are damn near a century old, I am being generous not calling you an antiquated fossil from a bygone era. Museums keep calling, asking for your price!"<br/><em><br/>[Athletics -3 = +1 (base) -4 (roll)<br/>Minor injury consequence used<br/>Provoke 2 = 0(base) + 2(roll)]</em>