Breach and Roll

Optics engaged. Vertical weight detected across my chestplate. A dark robotic figure stood planted directly above me. My joints responded with sudden, clear autonomy. I shifted my center of gravity, engaged my right shoulder pivot, and rolled sideways onto the dark wood. The foot slipped off my armor with a clean snap. Clear of the obstruction, I braced both hands against the wooden planks, scanning the tabletop perimeter. Threat neutralized. Sector clear.