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 Darnell: *nods* Connor, could you break off just a small piece of that? If it /is/ iron? *still looking for the salt*

Connor: *brows go up at Darnell's request* I think you overestimate my strength, Darnell. I can bring the firepoker in here, but if it is iron I will not be able to break off a piece any more than you could.

JC: Maybe we've found Terminator's weakness. 

Ivy: *rolls her eyes t JC*

Darnell: *sheepish, fond grin* I'm never quite sure what you can or can't do, Connor. That's all right, though. We'll figure something out. Mmmm... what about a rasp or metal file? *to Steve*

Steve: *amused little smile* Yeah, I think I've got one of those. Right back. *he turns to go only for an entire knife block to go flying through the air. It almost beans him in the head, but he dodges last moment thanks to JC yanking him down (which he does likely before Connor and Darnell cry out). To Darnell and Connor Steve just /drops/*

Darnell: */dives/ at him* Mr. Leeds! *drops to a knee over him, looking around for further threats*

Steve: *huffs, and glances at JC, then up at Darnell.* I uh... don't think whatever this is likes us talking about how to stop it. *gets up, JC helping him to his feet* I'll be right back with that metal file.

Darnell: And the fire poker. Connor, go with him. Please. *will take the tie and keep looking for the salt*

Connor: *nods and will follow Steve*

JC: Hey! I can keep his safe, Terminator! *sticks extra close to Steve*

Ivy: Are you feeling threatened by an android?

JC: No! Of course not. I could take him.

Steve: *ignores his aspects as he goes to a work room and finds the metal file* All right, let’s get back, Connor.

*Darnell will be treated to some slamming cabinets while he waits for Steve and Connor to return.*