The girl demanded that Jack assist her, her question sounding more like a thinly-veiled command. After how the chick had just been treating her? And help with what? Facing-off with a robot? Yeah f***ing right. Jack shook her head mutedly. Nope, Jack had warned this b***h about the METAbot's, and did she listen? Noooo. This was the opposite of the prawn's problem. This was the "I fight everything that moves" chick's problem.

And, as if the chick couldn't be any more cosmically idiotic, she charged at Jack, at the robot, hands blazing. METAbot turned, ready to detain the girl forcefully. Jack's hands-- practically numb as they tingled with the threat of an explosive punch-- moved on their own. The prawn, once again, sidestepped the girl, an enormous primary hand closing her forearm and pulling her behind the prawn.

This wasn't Jack's problem. Not the METAbot, not this stupid plucky girl, not any of this... but if Jack didn't blow some steam here-and-now, she'd blow some f***ing idiot's head-off. Most likely the f***ing idiot who kept trying to fight her. Once flaming chick was behind her, Jack's moves were almost relfexive. Fist clenched, body pivoted, and she threw one punch across her body pointed at the METAbot.

Kra-KOOOOOOOM!

The sound was impressive, rattling the windows of buildings, and setting off the alarms of nearby cars. The METAbot, which had been mere inches from Jack's fully extended fist, had been thrown a good ten feet, its face caved-in from the force. The automaton spasmed, occasionally spewing sparks. The prawn sighed, an ache creeping into her left arm. Jack clasped her left arm with her right hand, squeezing the aching muscle. The girl wasn't worth all this trouble.

"Dere will 'e nore uzz den," the prawn informed the fiery child, "I'n not staying to greet den."

Her expression was flat, her right arm-- her dominant arm-- still glowing brightly. Jack's head was also reeling from the concussive punch, and the only reason she was really still speaking with the teenager was because her head was spinning too much to run away.

"Iss I were you, I'd sine-d sun-where to hideout, and stay dere," the prawn concluded, "Don't sight nee on dat one."

Jack wasn't going to help her there, and she wasn't going to wait for some smart-aleck remark either. Finally, her head had stopped spinning. With a quick look left and right, Jack bolted across the street and into an alleyway. The safest place would be back at Hadden's building. That's where she'd go.

Julia had taken the cowards way out, and she knew it even if she wouldn’t admit it. She had forced Jack to fight Julia’s own battle and knew there was no ifs about it. Even knowing this, Julia wasn’t by no means anywhere happy about her now ringing ears and sweat drenched forehead( the sweat on her forehead although a result of over exerting her own powers, the blame was going towards Jack excessive use of her powers instead).

Julia was ready to give a line of swear words and vulgarity that could come close to breaking some record or another, but would be taken aback by the info that there would be more. Furthermore she was becoming ever more p*ssed as the person in front of her was insinuating that she should ‘hide.’ Now it’s not like Julia hasn’t hidden in her life time, in fact much of her life has been hiding or running, but the fact that someone else was telling her to, p*ssed her off. She didn’t want to hide and had no reason to. Before Julia could get a word in, Jack was rushing off.

“I will f****n be all the way out by skanattles by the time they f****n find me!” Julia didn’t know why she spoke those stupid words. Any semi intelligent and completely confident person would know that saying that something won’t find them soon but when they were far away, sounded lame at best. It sounded completely idiotic at worst. Furthermore who knew if throwing out her next location made any sense at all on the intimidation front in the world where Julia assumed robots could hear everything. Suffice to say, Julia’s attempt at sounding like an intellect who was going places, just made her sound like a complete moron. Seconds later she ran off because she knew how right Jack was, proving that even Julia knew enough to admit to herself that her own words were that idiotic.