Nova grunted as the bolt slammed into her armour.  She took a half-step back, staggered, but other than a faint fizzle that ran up her spine, she was unharmed.  She realized, as she trained her blaster on the artoo unit and fired another blast, that she was still clutching the bottle in one hand.  She dropped it, letting it shatter on the floor, as she backed away.<br/><br/>She was pissed off for letting herself get into this situation, and doubly pissed off at her host for trying to ambush her.  She full intended to leave his suite in pieces before she left.<br/><br/>With no good cover, she backed up towards the wall.  She kept both the Devaronian and the artoo in sight, but for now kept her blaster on the artoo.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Jaded rolled: 1d20, adding 7to the total<br/>Comment: attack roll<br/>Result: 17, <br/>Total: 24<br/><br/>Roll Result: Jaded rolled: 3d8, adding 1to the total<br/>Comment: damage roll<br/>Result: 2, 4, 1, <br/>Total: 8</div></div>