[Manehatten - Rooftop]
Sergeant Sprinkles immediately hovers towards cover on the left side, hunkering down behind an air conditioning unit or something. "Four hostiles. Visual contact on target. I'll cover you ponies while you make contact with the feather-brains," the old robot growls to Scoops and Fox Trot. "Be careful. They may snap out of it at any moment..."
[Tag: Fox Trot and Scoops]