[He's moving toward her. Right now, on their current trajectory, if she backs off to make any complex maneuvers, he'll just follow her and have her back. She dodges to the wall around which he stands, and realizes that she has no real choice now other than to press the offense, because at this point, defense vs. defense he wins. He's around the corner, probably catching his breath, and she hopes that he has been weakened by the knife. He's standing right there, so she'll dive around, immediately grab with her free hand for the gun, at least keep it pointed away long enough to get him right in the face--
Except he's not, he's crouched, and her Network analysis can't tell her either his position or what he's holding, and that shield takes the laser knife as she dives around the corner. A loud angry whine and a shower of sparks later, the lid is still mostly intact, although it's good for him that his fingers weren't in the way of the "blade."
Unlike him, she has no such barrier against weaponry, and a trash can lid wouldn't stop a bullet, anyway...]
action;
Except he's not, he's crouched, and her Network analysis can't tell her either his position or what he's holding, and that shield takes the laser knife as she dives around the corner. A loud angry whine and a shower of sparks later, the lid is still mostly intact, although it's good for him that his fingers weren't in the way of the "blade."
Unlike him, she has no such barrier against weaponry, and a trash can lid wouldn't stop a bullet, anyway...]