As the automaton fell to Nathan and Revya’s onslaught, Smokey cautiously approached it, making sure to keep an eye out for anything else that might shoot at him. Seeing nothing, Smokey took a moment to examine the robot. Unfortunately, Smokey’s expertise lies primarily in violence, not robotics. He might be able to explode the dust in its core if he shot it, but that’s about all he could gather from a cursory investigation.
The more pressing matter is the fog rolling in. Rather than trying to spring a trap, it seems whatever’s out there is still bent on wasting his time. Smokey doesn’t really have anyway of speeding the search up, so unless any of the other group has any bright ideas, he’d pretty much continue wandering aimlessly with the group until something of interest happened. And as the minutes ticked by, Smokey would occasionally break the eerie silence with an agitated comment, ”Didn’t that lady say we were supposed to have this done in 30 minutes? Where the hell is everything?”
Smokey’s not an expert in tracking, detection, or any form of counter-stealth. He’s much more at home in a straight-up brawl, so this constant lack of action is starting to grate on him. He’s only further exasperated when the sounds of twigs snapping start to echo throughout the forest, indicating that something is here, but it’s refusing to make a move. Obviously, going after it would be foolish, but Smokey considers doing so anyway just to alleviate his boredom.
After an hour of walking around like chickens with their heads cut off Smokey’s relieved to finally have something emerge from the fog that isn’t another god-damned tree. ”Finally—Oh Shi—“ Smokey’s cut off as a gigantic worm-like construct lunges at him, forcing him to react.
Activating his semblance, Smokey dives to the left of the gaping maw trying to engulf him, but he’s too slow to dodge it entirely. Instead, he grabs on to the lip of the machine, even as the drill-like teeth try dig past his aura. For the record, it hurts like hell. But it’s better than the alternative, and now the giant automaton has to fight against the effects of Immovable Object.
As the worm-like thing collides into Smokey, the gunslinger is pushed back into the fog. Yes, his semblance is active, but it only renders him partially immune to displacement forces. Anything big enough can push him aside with enough power, and it’s only thanks to his semblance that Smokey isn’t blasted off deep into the forest. Instead, he is merely pushed, causing him to slide on the ground as the behemoth construct loses more and more momentum the longer it struggles against him. Meanwhile, Smokey flips the switch on Matchstick, causing it to transform into the seven-barreled volley gun. The drill-teeth hurt, sure. But Smokey’s capable of dishing out just as much pain and more!
Raising the volley gun and pointing it down the gullet of the machine with one hand, Smokey pulls the trigger, aiming for anything that looks remotely critical inside the construct. He’s only firing with one hand, but it’s kind of hard to miss at this range. Firing a fully-loaded volley might be a bit much, but there’s just no kill like overkill.
Situation-wise, regardless if Smokey’s efforts incapacitate the robot or not, Smokey has been pushed into the fog away from his team. He could probably follow the length of the machine back to the group, and vice versa, but for now, he can’t see the rest of the team, he’s just unloaded all of his ammo, and he just took a hefty hit.
Combat Stats:
Aura: 80% (collision from worm, getting his hand drilled)
Semblance: ACTIVATED! 1ST OF 6 ROUNDS
Matchstick: 0/7 Rounds (Needs Reloading) ~No dust loaded
Dust: 14 Fire, 14 Ice
Good News: On standby
Articles: 8/8
Action: Activating Semblance, 7-Round Volley into maw of attacking robot