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[center][h3]--Neon-York - SatoCorp VIP Lounge--[/h3][/center]
The Bionic Maid promptly dispatched the largest threat in the room, but even in its mechanical death throes, the drone still managed to voice out a cheeky quip or two. Truly, whoever or whatever was controlling these machines was confident they had the advantage... 

[i]Thunk! Thunk![/i]

...and they might just be correct as a pair of high caliber bullets blitzed through the neon-lit sky from the sniper's weapon, straight into the other skyscraper's window and struck Lenneth's temple, at virtually the same exact spot too. The combination of receiving two anti-materiel projectiles in such quick succession was almost enough to pierce through the layers of force-absorbent reactive skin, nanofibre muscles, plasteel bone plates, and protective casing sheltering Lenneth's brain from the rest of the world.

[center][h3][i]!!CRITICAL ALERT!! !!CEREBRAL CONTAINER COMPROMISED!! !!CRITICAL ALERT!![/i][/h3][/center]

The literal warning signs were as clear as a malfunctioning hover-semi careening straight into opposite traffic. The sniper had nearly struck a critical blow and as much as Lenneth hated to admit it, she should indeed consider ceasing hostilities... except not in the way they wanted.

With a minute shift in her expression that might be construed as a frown, Lenneth zipped back toward the buzzdrones, fully intending to finish what she started. Making full use of their disoriented systems, the golden-haired cyborg smashed her way through them, each blow specifically aimed to decommission them, this time permanently.

[color=77bfef][b]"Fuh..."[/b][/color] With a tense yet tranquil sigh, the enforcer suddenly turned her body toward the only transparent window among the sea of opaqueness. She flexed her artificial legs... then dashed forward, gaining more and more momentum before it all climaxed via self-defenestration as Lenneth launched herself off the building. 

Then, within the span of the next few long seconds, still surrounded by glinting, broken pieces of reinforced glass, the battlemaid drew her weapon and at the same time, Nibelung hummed and shifted, transitioning into its marksman rifle mode. She'd only get a literal one shot at this, better make it count. Lenneth pushed her H.A.Lo, optical, and mobility systems into overdrive to locate the troublesome sniper's most likely position, snapped her aim toward them, then pulled the trigger.

Time itself seemed to slow down as the weapon's electromagnetic barrel accelerated a single projectile out, hopefully with enough velocity and stability to give the sniper a taste of their own medicine.

As for the counter-shooter herself, she wouldn't really have time to confirm a hit (or miss), she could only hope for the best and focus on executing a safe-... survivable landing. 

[hr][b]Actions[/b]: 
❖ Quick Defend (vs Sniper Attack (4)): 0 + 2 = 2 | Receive Stress: 4 - 2 = 2
❖ Quick Defend (vs Sniper Attack (3)): -3 + 2 = -1 | Receive Stress: 3 - (-1) = 4
❖ Stress Accumulation into Consequence: 2 + 4 = 6 | Receive Severe Consequence: Cerebral Container compromised
❖ Forceful Defend (vs Buzzdrones Create Advantage (-2)): 0 + 3 = 3
❖ Forceful Attack (at Buzzdrones + Invoke Boost (Disoriented)): 2 + 3 + 2 = 7 | FP Cost: -1
❖ Quick Attack (at Sniper + Invoke Stunt (Bionic Body)): 0 + 2 + 3 = 5 | FP Cost: -1 | Receive Stress: 2
❖ Stress Accumulation into Consequence: 2 | Receive Minor Consequence: Nanofibre Muscles overexertion

[b]FP[/b]: 2 - 2 = 0 | [b]Stress[/b]: Tick 0 | [b]Consequences[/b]: Severe (Cerebral Container compromised), Minor (Nanofibre Muscles overexertion)
[b]Tag[/b]: [@MrSkimobile]