[First things first--don't die. That was important when there was a robot flying at your head at subsonic speeds.
Kaede's vectors curled back on themselves, trying to deflect the thing away from her while jumping to the opposite side. It had too much mass and was going too fast to just stop dead.
She turned, still in range, and her vectors grasped after the edge of the psychokinetic wave that threw the robot at her and that stopped the tree. It didn't look like her vectors; it barely rippled in Kaede's vision, like a heat shimmer. But it still looked like something her vectors could touch, interact with, grab. If she could do that, she could push backwards, maybe even keep Sinister in place so Rinka or Kisume or anyone else could hit him.
Or she could just get thrown back on her ass. But that wouldn't stop her from getting up again. Kaede was nothing if not stubborn.]
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Kaede's vectors curled back on themselves, trying to deflect the thing away from her while jumping to the opposite side. It had too much mass and was going too fast to just stop dead.
She turned, still in range, and her vectors grasped after the edge of the psychokinetic wave that threw the robot at her and that stopped the tree. It didn't look like her vectors; it barely rippled in Kaede's vision, like a heat shimmer. But it still looked like something her vectors could touch, interact with, grab. If she could do that, she could push backwards, maybe even keep Sinister in place so Rinka or Kisume or anyone else could hit him.
Or she could just get thrown back on her ass. But that wouldn't stop her from getting up again. Kaede was nothing if not stubborn.]