The Day That Physics Mattered

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The last time Allenby had been snatched up by GLaDOS, she had quickly abandoned the AI's preferred agenda in favor of seeking her out to deliver a righteous beatdown. The second time, Allenby hadn't changed anything except to get started on that before hearing GLaDOS' instructions. She hopped walls and dodged flame-shooting floor panels in her quest to get to the computer and put a fist in her processors--her soul was attached to her just fine--and just as suddenly as before, she was in mid-air. Unlike before, she was in the Hangar and surrounded by hostile robots.

"Whoa!" Instinctively, she punched the first one in its banana-shaped head, wincing at the unexpected pain. The hell--bam! Whack! She grabbed another one and hurled it at some of its comrades, which were taking aim at her. It didn't go as far as she'd hoped... ducking and dodging between them and some nastier-looking big guys, she spotted what she was looking for. "Nobel Gundam! Let's go!" she yelled, and launched herself up towards the cockpit.

It became apparent about halfway up that, well, halfway was all the way this time. That made it certain. Something was wrong with her. Had GLaDOS done this? And what the hell were all these robots trying to kill her, anyway?!

It would be a lie to say that Allenby wasn't afraid as she started to drop. But she was too pissed off now to think about being scared. With a bloodcurdling roar, she slammed herself into a clump of battle-bots and went right back to work, trying to ignore the question of how long she'd be able to keep it up.

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[punchedoutdestiny]

That stumbling intensified for just a moment after Allenby grabbed him, but he was quick to recover. "I'm good, just got a little zapped when I hit the panel." His face turned more focused, and then he started bounding up the stairwell.

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

"Good!" She heard blaster shots sizzle into the metal below them as they raced upwards, but she did her best to ignore it. "Now, let me handle it this time--" she said when they reached the top.

She punched in some instructions to the control panel. Behind her, the pink cyclops eye of two Zakus lit up and the cockpits opened. "Okay! You take that one and I'll take this one!" she said, pointing urgently.

[punchedoutdestiny]

"Alright!" With a flutter of his coat, Simon's off, knocking a few stray battle droids over, and then vaulting over the side rail to jump on one Zaku's shoulder, and scrambled down to the open cockpit, and get in and sit in the chair...

...

"WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BUTTONS?!"