Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-25344655-20160623231900/@comment-26084195-20160624174813

The thrusters are more directed, they'd function more like a blow torch than a flamethrower. Fire wouldn't go shooting up the enclosed space.

Well then it's a good thing that my arms are encased in metal.

A series of noises issue from Eureka's right arm, and then a pop. With his right arm now detached, he rotates his torso to the left and yanks his substantially more flexible left arm out. With no more obstructions, the thrusters propel him off of the table. As he does so, he grabs his right arm with his left hand and pulls it along with him. He touches down on the floor, and enters a combat stance.

"Watch out, I'm *puts on sunglasses and looks at camera* armed and dangerous."