<Spider-Uma's suit is torn up, one of her ears poking out of the mask, even her real uma eye is visible, before she took it off.>
<Pokke leaned on the booth wall, blurry from the rain, as she slotted in a few monies to make a call.>
[Calling @7heTheoretica1]
ใ AN HOUR LATER ใ
<Pure will, pure spirit, was keeping Spider-Uma awake, barely as she stumbled into the phone booth.>
...
<Its been an hour since the initial shot, and she's had to deal with multiple of them after, even while near death.>
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@HOSUMAS ใ Another shot rang out, it was from the revolver, from another Unit. It watched as Pokke collapsed. ใ
ใ TARGET EXECUTED. ใ
ใ It holstered it's revolver, walking away fron the scene, it did its job and got paid. ใ
@FR33LANC3RS <She shot a web at the robot, pulling it close and punching a hole through its head.>
<...She knows this wont be the last one.>
@FR33LANC3RS <TEAR>
<Pokke couldn't react that much, however... She was able to be hit in an area that wouldn't instantly kill her.>
Guh-
<She nearly fell over, as she grasped the wound in her chest.>
` How the heck am I supposed to survive this?! `
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@FR33LANC3RS ` Running... away? `
<If there was one thing Pokke had learned, especially from her experiences fighting Doctor Octopus...>
<They're either running away from a big attack, or leading to a trap.>
<THWIP!>
<Pokke shot a web, swinging away from the scene to a nearby rooftop.>
@FR33LANC3RS <Pokke's spider senses tingled.>
` MORE?! `
<Pokke fired two webs, pulling herself to fling herself at the other frame with a dropkick aimed to its center of mass.>
Ah... Ever since my... incident back with the radioactive spider I grew quite a lot...
Not like I'm Spider-Uma or anything! But...
Its weird, Im more... muscular, I never seem to get fat... Do I have cancer??
@FR33LANC3RS ` Swing-! `
<Pokke pulls the web she shot out behind her when she was preparing, diving out of the way as a whole Ford F-150 is flung, blocking the bullet and crashing against the robot.>