It's a desperate gambit. And not one he particularly likes the idea of. But it's all he's got.
Connor takes a breath, steadies himself... and runs towards Grundy, dodging the spikes as well as he can. He might take some punishment. He'll power through it. As soon as he sees his chance, within arm's reach of something resembling a stable surface, just for a moment, he reaches into a certain pocket on his utility belt and pulls out two two particular devices.
The Sensometers.
Maybe it'll do nothing. Maybe it'll just make things worse. But if he can just get them fighting for control of the body...
He braces himself... and slaps them onto the metal.
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Date: 2014-11-05 03:29 pm (UTC)Connor takes a breath, steadies himself... and runs towards Grundy, dodging the spikes as well as he can. He might take some punishment. He'll power through it. As soon as he sees his chance, within arm's reach of something resembling a stable surface, just for a moment, he reaches into a certain pocket on his utility belt and pulls out two two particular devices.
The Sensometers.
Maybe it'll do nothing. Maybe it'll just make things worse. But if he can just get them fighting for control of the body...
He braces himself... and slaps them onto the metal.