[The robot may get just a "don't start anything, you bushy-eyed brat", waving his paddle in Lee's direction, but after that? There's really not much of a fight. The bloke wobbles on his mechanized legs before crashing backwards into a row of empty seats with Perona on top of him.
Who is just seconds away from getting a face full of youthful fury. THROWING HER HANDS UP IN FRONT OF HER FACE.]
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Who is just seconds away from getting a face full of youthful fury. THROWING HER HANDS UP IN FRONT OF HER FACE.]
WEEEEHH! DON'T HIT ME, DON'T HIT ME!!