[i]When he ran into Amanda, Jason was quick to regain his composure, taking a good five steps back, his metal boots lightly tapping on the floor. The electricity visibly arced across his armour in bright blue, his shield breaking with an audible *POP!* when it was barraged with all those volts... and yet, they would have nowhere to go; the plating beneath the nanites didn't conduct at all. When Amanda oh-so dramatically raised her sword, the Russian started taking his shots, carefully firing at the Bushmaster on her shoulder... or more specifically, the thing that connected it with her armour, aiming to blow it off completely. As he fired in careful bursts, his left hand left the underbarrel grip, reaching down to his belt, grabbing one of the grenades. With a smirk, he pulled it off, tossing it to Amanda's right shoulder, looking to... blow the Bushmaster off if his bullets hadn't already, though he did definitely continued to fire, any and all recoil diminished by his greatly increased strength.[/i]