O'Neil glared back. "If you are so powerful, why can't you confirm it yourself? You already have control of our base computers, I'm sure. You AI have a tendency to do that."
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"Subdued...yeah, I can totally subdue him," Shelton tried to keep his voice steady, but he didn't sound too sure of himself.
Calchas rounded on Shelton, who fired the taser, sending Calchas staggering back. But it was only a minor solution, Calchas would be back on his feet soon.
Shelton observed the restraining chair. <ROSS, the chair, what do you know?>
<Checking. Custom-made Torq-Vu Romanian Restraining Chair, ordered from CapitaNull in late 2005, assembly required. Electrical attachments were not part of original design.>
<What do you know that actually helps me?> Shelton exclaimed exasperatedly. Calchas was almost up, so Shelton chucked the flashlight at his head to keep him down.
<Assuming the customizations didn't remove this feature, you'll need a ridged cylindrical key to unlock the user.>
Shelton checked Calchas' pants, which still lay near the door where he'd removed them, and got the key. Dashing to Shakila, he fumbled with her left arm and managed to unlock one hand before Calchas grabbed him and dragged him away from the chair.
"Shakila!" Shelton lobbed the key awkwardly in her direction before Calchas buried two punches into his face. Shelton fought back, getting a lucky kick in the exposed groin. Calchas grunted, but otherwise it barely phased him.