[center][b][h2][color=00aeef]Bambietta Basterbine[/color][/h2]

Arcadia-2, Hungover somewhere - Finding The Last Kolon[/b]

[@Absolis][@Lmpkio]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdaCDsN1FJ0]In Bambietta's iPod[/url][/center]

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What a stupid experience this all was. Bambietta came to Eastgate city, was in the middle of a Kaiju battle, got called various slurs by some blonde homosexual, her help rejected by the flock or knuckleheads she met at the diner and now ended up with nothing to do. Her goal was indeed to poison the well, or at least go full recon on the Multiversial individuals and possibly gather them. Unfortunately, they were not very easy to handle and the quincy wasn't exactly the most social of people. She gave up for the day and searched up a dirty enough bar to be open after the whole city got wrecked by the battle of the titan lizard beasts. 

She couldn't recall the events that unfolded once she got her first glass served in the O'Brien Bar. It was blurry, as per usual considering her inability to comprehend the term 'temperance' as much as her religion inclined affiliation encouraged her to. She'd wake up in a motel during the current events involving the Arcadia-2 people, a motel just as crappy as the bar she was in. The bed however was damp, and she thought for a second that she had pissed herself, because booze kind of does that. Well not quite, next to her would be a completely bifurcated man, cut from the belly and his lower body severed completely. He was long dead, his body already rigid from being corpse for multiple hours. 

Bambi rolled her eyes, in her thoughts she could only say 'Oops, I did it again'. When she'd lean up to gain awareness of her environment and do damage control, she'd feel the atrocious hangover from the disgusting crap she drank the other day. Pressing her palm against her temple, the pain wasn't what tormented her the most. A single detail disturbed her so much that she just had to mutter it aloud. 

"[color=00aeef]Did we fuck before it got real crazy or vice versa? Ugh, shit ... Whatever.[/color]" 

She peered at the young man's lifeless expression before tapping his cheek as she'd get up. A quick shower to dispose of the blood, luckily she had the drunken grace to toss her clothes away before she'd deliver the man's conclusion. When cleansing herself, she'd realize that not only did she not warn Biollante of this but that stupid Kolon was roaming about. She didn't dry her hair or brush it, quickly just drying her body before dashing naked to grab her phone/communication device thing on her jacket. Out of juice, great. She only had that contraption to detect anomalies, great use when the whole city was brushed by two Kaijus emitting that energy. At least her ipod worked, which was connected to her earphone. She'd listen to whatever Bullshit she had saved there until she'd find coffee.

Half-assing her clothes, she'd just walk out. The sunlight pulverized her eyes already surrounded by black circles as her sleep wasn't all that recuperating when thinking about it. Her hat was also crooked sideways and her attire giving off the broke banker look. This was getting unnecessarily stressful as she walked the streets of a city she didn't know to find a minuscule cat thing and some plant monster woman that can turn into microscopic spores. Bambietta would just grab a cigarette out of her typical pyromaniac starter pack and light it up via her explosive powers. She'd give off the explosion energy of a fire cracker at the end of her nicotine poison to light it up. 

Upon walking for a couple of hours, she'd experience a miracle by noticing something that looked like a Kolon. Though as she'd pause and bent her body backwards to see through the alleyway that led to the end of the street it was in, she'd realize there was in fact two. 

"[color=00aeef]The hell?[/color]"

She'd say as she'd pull out her third cigarette out of her mouth, somewhat confused while not wanting to make any mental effort at this point, not that she made that many when she wanted to. Walking up to the surreal scene, she'd have her cigarette hanging on her lower lip and her expression clearly defining her lack of care at this moment. The loud and clumsy footsteps of the quincy would be enough to attract the attention of the Kolon duo. They would see Bambietta with her messy hair, untidy uniform, tired eyes, reeking tobacco and low quality motel shampoo. White Trash Bambietta just starred at them both, not even realizing one would be able to speak. Heck, she didn't even know a Kolon couldn't speak. 

Confronted to this dilemma, her brain cells worked ... For a nanosecond before she'd make the well educated conclusion. Something in her scrutinizing eyes going back and forth to stare at one after the other made it clear she was decided on which was the one she'd guess was Koloan. 

"[color=00aeef]Eeny meany miny moe[/color]."

She quickly designated one of the two while keeping her cig in her mouth like the trashy woman she was, before kicking said chosen Kolon with a strong kick. For Absolis' information, it would be the one on the right, so choose which would be the funniest. Anyway, the 'Kolon' would be projected rather swiftly toward the gang of teens that milled around here and Bambietta disregarded as pointless citizens despite her detector tool buzzing at their presence. 

"[color=00aeef]You, we go. Mommy's fucking pissed. You're going to eat all your fucking broccoli in the Banquet.[/color]"

She'd grab the 'Kolon's' arm before dragging him toward the alley as she wanted to make the escape Terminal's portal discreet, even if it didn't actually mean much if there were witnesses given well ... A FREAKING KAIJU FIGHT JUST HAPPENED.