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While you may rue the expenditure of booster fuel later, right now it does manage to keep you out of the reach of the drone.
Still, just as you are struggling to keep your spear pointed at the drone, it is similarly struggling to keep its legs pointed at you. And though at their current extension, your spear is longer than its legs, you only have the one. As all of this is happening, it occurs to you that if the drone was programmed to fight interloping humans as opposed to conduit worms, then it would be closing the gap between you by extending its legs, and no doubt getting the better of you. Not a pleasant thought.
Your desperate flight has managed to keep you out of the reach of the drone, but as you rapidly accelerate backwards towards the door, you are suddenly struck with the sense that you have gotten off target – that your current trajectory is not going to carry you back into the room, but rather straight into the wall. At the last second, you attempt a correction – turning in just a little as you bodily slam into the wall. In spite of all of the protection that the new-model suit offers you, the impact is enough to take your breath away.
But not all is lost. On account of that last correction, you ended up spinning into the room, as opposed to down the hallway. And as you had secured your spear to your suit, you have remained in possession of it. Even as your head spins and your lungs burn, you desperately grope around with your gloves and your boots, trying to anchor yourself. After a few tries, you manage to make contact with the deck floor, and you jerk to a halt. The remains of your momentum nearly sends you to the floor, but you are able to keep your feet by using your boosters. Under other circumstances, doing so would be rather wasteful, but right now you have a lot more to worry about than being thrifty with your consumables. Scared to even look, you get your head up and pointed towards the pocket door.
The drone holds a new position – in the center of the hallway, outside the door.
Though way the drone looms there, once again softly shuffling itself, now with several of its forward-facing legs completely retracted into the bale is, well … rather intimidating, the fact remains that with the drone in this position, you should have an easier time trapping it. Once you are satisfied that the drone is not going to punt itself right into the room as soon as you advert your eyes, you take a moment to check your suit over. You took a really hard hit back then – and while this suit is much more durable than the motley that you are usually assigned, you have to do your due diligence here. When the diagnostics come up clean, you allow yourself a quick sigh of relief – then you turn your attention once more to the spearing and snaring of this drone.
